Thursday, November 29, 2007
Why I'm always late...
I think I've pin pointed why I'm constantly in a race to beat the lateness trend I have going. I get the most self fulfillment from completing as many things possible in a single 24 hour period and it's not working. This kind of mentality will look at the clock and say...well, I've got 30 minutes before I need to walk out the door...that's plenty of time to start a load of wash, clean the apartment and maybe iron a few shirts. It's totally unrealistic! It never works and yet I try to pull it off over and over again...maybe not the shirts, I put that off as long as possible. So if it doesn't work, why do I keep doing it? Not sure, but I'm going to try to mend my ways and head to the car if I've got 30 minutes to spare; maybe I can keep thank you notes in my diaper bag to work on if I'm early or something. Other than that revelation, the day has been pretty uneventful. I told myself that I did not have time to do any gifts this year that involve sewing...but I couldn't help myself today while Christmas shopping. It happens every year (kind of like the lateness issue), I inevitably see some cute material on sale somewhere and I'm at the counter having it cut off the bolt before I can...well bolt I guess (that's for you mom). =o) So, I'm sewing. he he. Also on the list of things to get, a cowboy hat for Adrian's 3rd birthday on 12-4. Does he need one...no but it will bring a lot of joy for the $3 I spent on it AND it doesn't make any noise. I didn't get a cart when I entered the store because I was determined not to buy a bunch of stuff...marketing and store layout schemes are so evil. I finally had to get a cart for the things I HAD to get like that new gel bronzer and oh, we need contact solution (we've alredy talked about the material that found it's way into my arms). =o) Luke left for St. Louis today for an interview and will be gone tonight...sigh. Just me and the three little body guards here tonight I guess. I think I'll work on those gifts I said I didn't have time to make. =o) Yesterday Noah proclaimed that I am a mammal...before thinking through it I retorted that I was not (well...it sounded like he called me a cow or something). So he says to me "YES, you are mom, you make milk!" HA...too funny. =o) I didn't even know what to say, I had to maintain my superior status as mom that knows more than 4 year old. I think I mumbled something about not hearing him or not having time to think about it. =o) I'm still ahead of him though...he thinks he's not a mammal because he has yet to nurse his young. Have a great day being a mammal! =o) Andria
Posted by L, Ann and boys at 2:18 PM