The problem with last week’s flips, is that I was a little bit more creative than usual. Maybe even a tad funny, if I do say so myself. So now, I’m kind of screwed. You’re probably expecting something equally entertaining, but it just isn’t going to happen. It was an incredibly quiet week. Which was kind of a relief. (Plus I think being that funny was a fluke.)
Maybe it was getting past the Valentine party, or the hint of spring weather that put me at such ease. Either way, most of the chaos was minor. I approached things differently this week. Instead of mulling over everything and stewing about things, I simply responded more rationally.I didn’t let my emotions rule.
For example, when I was cleaning up the laundry room trying to get ready for my brother’s visit I finally acknowledged the enormous pile of mismatched socks sitting on top of the dryer. There is a small wicker basket designated to store random socks until I am able to find their match, Unfortunately this basket has grown. And grown. (I think they mate and multiply in there). Instead of getting frustrated, I did the most logical thing. I simply threw them all out. No more socks, no more frustration.
The two unfolded baskets of laundry still sitting in my bedroom were a little trickier. I contemplated taking the sock approach at first, but then thought better of it. I still had 15-minutes left before needing to leave for the airport yesterday. However I was also still in the same sweatpants from the day before, with no shower. What to do, what to do.
The baskets are hiding in my closet and I changed my underwear and spray some perfume before leaving.
All the snow that has been sitting in our front yard for months has rapidly started melting. It looks like a small lake right out our front door. Unfortunately this is exactly where Luna relieves herself. There are a few higher spots around the house to take her, but that would require shoes and a sweatshirt, rather than standing on my front porch in my pajamas with my cup of coffee. Apparently she doesn’t like all the water and refused to go into the yard. We bickered a few minutes over this development.
“Luna! Just go potty. I can dry you off with a towel.”
She wouldn’t budge and I didn’t feel like putting shoes on. So she peed right on the sidewalk. Instead of getting upset that I was now going to have to spray the walk, I simply used the tools at hand. I figured coffee on the sidewalk would smell better than pee.
And my most successful moments this week are how I’ve handled my diet. Counting calories has been a breeze. Want salt and vinegar chips for lunch? Just skip the sandwich. Want a glass of wine at dinner? Just eat a salad on the side or better yet, no salad and a second glass of wine. See how easy that is?
Perhaps the only blaring flip off this week goes to my new phone. It has a mind of its own when I am responding to Twitter, commenting on blogs or emailing replies. This auto-text thing, you know – that feature that is supposed to be helpful by finishing your words for you? It is simply crap. My most embarrassing uh-oh’s happened while responding to two favorite bloggers: Momma Kiss and Kludgy Mom
Momma Kiss emailed me a simple question about my blog.
I wrote: “I’ll have to get back with you on that one, because right now I don’t use those KINKY Tools.”
Yes, didn’t you know, I’m considering turning my blog into a porn site or blog about sex. It should have read – LINKY Tools people! Get your mind out of the gutter.
Kludgy Mom had what she called a “mom fail” moment. She had the time wrong for her child’s class Valentine party by 30 minutes, and of course she had all the party supplies because she is room mom. I was trying to console her, give her some encouragement.
I wrote: “You are exactly the mom that your family needs, by design. Big hugs to you. Just remember that you are not alone. All your fellow moms and floggers have been in those shoes before and we will be again. We have to just keep supporting one another in the process.”
Floggers? How the hell is that supposed to be supportive? You feel miserable and I imply that we are going to beat you? Sheesh. Yes, it was meant to say Bloggers and luckily GiGi found the humor in my mistake.
Hope your weekend is uneventful too.