Sometimes in the mornings I’m not quite organized. Who am I kidding? I’m rarely fully organized in the mornings. I will run around with my todo list going through my head, adding things to my pile and taking them off my mental list. Socks, shirt, pants, toothbrush, and so on.
I had managed to find a clean tshirt and threw it on, but hadn’t finished up what I was doing. I was still running around in a flurry when my daughter came downstairs for school. She saw that I was almost ready to go, so she reminds me “don’t forget your bra!”
I’d like to think that I’d remember that one on my own. At least I’d be reminded when I put my sweatshirt or jacket on? Now I’m not so sure that I’d have fully remembered on my own.
This is why I have family around. To remind me that I’m doing dumb stuff or forgetting something.
It used to be, when you ran into someone, you’d ask “how are you?” and you’d get a response of “fine.” You’d either move on with the conversation or move on with your day.
Since the pandemic started, you never know what the response to “how are you?” will be.
Lonely. Sad. Bored. Overwhelmed. All of these are valid responses. Also, there are many other responses that could be stated. Relieved. Busy. Full plate. Anything goes.
I know a lot of these are answers by text, zoom, or phone. Please take them all with a grain of salt. Listen to your family and friends when they respond, even if it’s not what you expect to hear. Follow up with questions. One day, you’ll get a “fine” response, and you’ll wonder what they are really feeling. Take advantage while you can.
One week, I had been swamped with school and work. Mostly school. Well, a lot of extra credit for school, but also a lot of classwork and prep. One day, I had a particularly long day. After work, I went to the dentist. After the dentist, I got home, dealt with a phone call that involved extra paperwork and research, then I showered, threw on pajamas, and had a plate of dinner handed to me as I went into a Zoom meeting for film class extra credit. After the Zoom meeting, I had to start work on my history midterm. I heard my kids in the kitchen. One was trying to decide how to tell if grapes were still good. I hollered to her to bring me an apple, please, figuring that I would be up for a while, working on the paper. Instead, I got this treat. I powered through my homework with flying colors thanks to my kids taking good care of me. The title is what my daughter called the charcuterie board she was attempting to make with few ingredients.
My daughter asked for something from my purse. I began digging. I pulled out a textbook, then a clipboard. Next I pulled out another textbook and some pens. My kindle came out next. I found my wallet and pulled that out too.
My daughter looked at me, and then at my purse. She whispered “it’s a magic bag.” I told her, “yes, and I’m Mary Poppins.” She didn’t believe me,but asked for my car keys so she could look for the item in my car since the magic bag wasn’t spitting it out today. Yes. It was in the car. That’s why I couldn’t find it in my purse.
The above linked article tells about the struggles that naturally loud women have. Yes, I am one of these women, but I didn’t realize it until I was an adult. I mentioned to a coworker that I was one of the quieter ones in my extended family. The response was a stunned “Oh.My.God.” I have had coworkers hide from me. I have had people tell me that I intimidate them. I have been told that I come across as harsh and blunt. I don’t mean to. It’s just how I am.
On the other hand, I have been told that I always have a story and I can usually get people laughing. Fortunately, or unfortunately, my stories are usually very true, and poking fun at myself. But at full volume.
My car karoke and bar sing alongs are also loud. I only sing one way – loud and off key.
I was kicking laundry from the bathroom to the washing machine, barefoot. The bathroom door swung shut, just a tiny bit, and I ended up kicking the edge of the door with my three middle toes. Painful!
I ended up with bruises on two toes and, while it hurt, I knew it wasn’t a serious injury, thank goodness.
I told my friend about the insident and he told me that nearly everyone plays laundry soccer, but usually the door doesn’t play goalie.
Later that same day, the bathroom door got my daughter in the eye and a cabinet got my other daughter on the toenails. It was a day of bruises in our household. I think only one of us will be losing a toenail from it, and it won’t be me, this time.
My daughter wanted to go to the reptile expo this weekend, so I was brought along.
I was not something I’d normally be interested in, but I took a look around and took photos.
This little one was enjoying the ride and munching away on her gummy worms. She offered me a half eaten one. I declined. Just for the record, I didn’t know this child.
I did one round of the expo and wandered into the lobby to wait. I found a group of random people who were waiting for family members. We were wondering whose family member was coming out first. At least mine was answering texts. Mine came out first, after an hour or so. I waved as we left them. I hope they aren’t still there.
The amusement park near us has a winter themed event every year. They light up the trees and poles and have photo op places all along the walkway. They have shows and winter themed characters walking around greeting the children. My sister and I took her children during Christmas week.
We went to dinner first at a Thai place. It was delicious. The kids were reasonably well behaved. The man at the next table was not. Why is it that the more boring the story, the louder the volume? He had a ton of stories. Each one more boring than the previous one.
We moved on to the park itself. It was beautiful, but cold. The lines for the rides were long and it was dark so we could see the lights better. We informed the kids that there would be no riding rides that night. They were happy to run around.
We did see a show that the kids sat through. They mostly enjoyed it. I enjoyed being inside where it was warmer.
After several rounds of photo taking, we headed home. I was home way past bedtime, but it was a fun outing. Hopefully we can do it again next year.