I keep running through my mind what I need to do to "get it together". How to get ahead on things, be prepared for things, catch up on things, heck just how to keep up with things.
My life seems to consists of : being 10 minutes late for everything - 4 cents short for the gallon of milk - 3 loads behind - a day late on the movie rentals - deciding what's for dinner 5 minutes before it's time to eat - being 1 roll short of wiping - one more tantrum away from insanity - every single pillow & blanket strewn all over the livingroom - taking out the trash on garbage day after they already came - picking up the bday card on the way to the party - forgotten library books - lost shoes - mate less socks - lukewarm coffee - spilled coffee - phone calls unreturned - appointments missed - fruit flies EVERYWHERE - constant messes being made - ect...ect...ect.
I've been racking my brain for quite some time now as to what to do about all of this. What would help? More lists? Tighter schedules? Military style rules and discipline? Higher doses of medication (for me of course)? Then it hit me...the possibility that all of this is...dare I say it...normal? Normal! Ah hahahahahaha! Normal! Maybe all of this is normal. Maybe I'm normal! Maybe all this is just the actual, realistic definition of a normal life.
Realistically speaking my house won't be as tidy as someone who doesn't have kids. I won't be able to keep track of everything all the time. Things will slip my attention, tasks will slip through my fingers, and eventually something I'm juggling I will at some point drop. I heard a saying once that life is what happens when you have other things planned...Jim reminds me of this saying quite annoyingly often. It's so easy to have that perfect scenario of life stuck in your head. It's so easy to look at others and wonder how they keep it all together when it's just an appearance like the one we try to give.
There's definitely room for improvement on things in this here household of ours but at the same time there's also room for less stressing about everything, room for letting some stuff go, room to just enjoy life and each other. Like the grandma in the movie Parenthood, I'm going to enjoy the rollercoaster...or at least give it a try.
I end this post in the wise words of Jerry Springer...take care of yourself...and each other.
