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I Have Plans, Many Plans

May 12th, 2008

Well, let’s see.

 

I don’t think I’m a planner. I try to be, really, really try to be, yet there’s some synapsal tangle in my brain that prevents me from actually following through on said plans, or rather, I follow through, but not in that perfectly logistical way you see other moms do.

 

I’ve seen women make homemade snacks for their kid’s preschool, craft their own Dora cakes, prepare healthy and nutritious meals, find the perfect organizing systems for toys, papers and clothes (you do NOT want to see my underwear drawer), get all their — and their kids’ — and their husband’s laundry done — AND put away, make coffee in the morning, purchase educational and wholesome (mostly wooden) toys, plan enriching outings, go organic, clean their fish bowls, get the car washed, frame black and white family photos, and have sex with their husbands. All before noon.

 

And here I am: writing a list of things that need to be done, agonizing over it, wondering where I’ll find the time, and instead, sitting here blogging.

 

What I’m trying to say is, my friend and her family are coming to visit tomorrow. And this friend was voted most likely to succeed. And got her MBA and makes candy. Candy! Chocolate candy that’s so perfectly molded, I swear she got it from See’s. But no. She MADE it.

 

In addition, her children do not look like hobos. Instead, her daughter’s hair is done (and stays done; there’s no pulling pigtails out and rubbing syrup into it, TOOTS), and they have sun hats and rain boots and all the things they need for every weather anomaly.

 

SO, my to-do list waiting to be DONE for her arrival includes bullet points such as the following:

–Buy sun hats.

–Buy sugar bowl.

–Buy food.

 

And lest you think this friend is annoying or constipated, let me assure you that she is delightful and funny and human. She answers questions like, “Is there anything your children can’t eat?” with a,
Helloooo? Have you met their mother? We eat everything.”

 

So that’s great. But still, I’ve got to get the car washed, plants planted, sheets deloused, and all kinds of other things that are making me crazy. But what happens is, I run around at the last minute, after I’ve made every concerted effort to update my blog get everything done.

 

Also, I’m perfectly aware that PROMPTuesday is tomorrow and we all need to know what happened with Coretta (note: It’s not at all what you think. Also, not her real name).

 

And just so you know, I’ve completely ignored the note at the bottom of my to-do list that says, “Go easy on yourself.”

 

See? Not a planner.

 

On May 12th, 2008, Vered - MomGrind said:

I have a confession to make.

I used to be one of those “perfect” moms.

You know something? There a price to pay when you are “perfect”. An emotional price. To me, it just wasn’t worth it. I stopped being a superwoman, am significantly less stressed out, and everyone around me is much happier, b/c they prefer unmade beds and a relaxed mom to a perfectly tidy house and a mom that is, well, not relaxed.

On May 12th, 2008, myra said:

I sure feel that way sometimes. And this is not to reflect negatively on your friend in any way, because I’m sure her style suits her well. But ever stop to think the memories your kids will have of a relaxed, funky, soak-in-the fun kind of childhood? There’s something to be said about not structuring every.single.second. I am not the mom who comes to play dates with perfect little ziplocks of snacks or mini bottles of water to pass around. Instead, I usually point Jake to the water fountain. He’ll survive. And survival is important too.

On May 12th, 2008, matteroffactmommy said:

this is me. every day. and one of these days, i promise to post pictures of the dirty mess that is my house. i just don’t have the energy… to… do… well, ANYTHING.

but my kids are clothed and definitely don’t go hungry.

On May 12th, 2008, Jenn @ Juggling Life said:

I have to check out MomGrind–you mean there’s a choice to be made about being a Type A planner? I was not aware of that.

Have a good visit.

On May 12th, 2008, Steph said:

Deb. Are the kids happy and healthy? Yeah. Good enough, my friend. Good friggin’ enough.

Signed,
Type A who got over it when the third baby came along

On May 13th, 2008, mommypie said:

I suspect our underwear drawers look alike. No folding? Just throwing everything in and shutting the drawer? Well, that’s me at least.

I’d rather put that 20 minutes folding time to better use, like playing monster and chasing my daughter around the house.

It’s all a matter of perspective. ;)

On May 13th, 2008, Cheri said:

You weren’t too busy to make me smile.

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