Within two hours this morning, I was standing at a fork in
the road; A) I could let everything that had somehow happened in such a small amount
of time ruin my day or B) just smile, shake my head a little and think to
myself “how did I get so lucky”!
***Tangent: I have heard people complained that some folks
have it “all”, that things just come so easily for them. I don’t think this is
it at all. I think it’s all about the attitude you take on. If you chose to be
positive, you find the good in situations, you enjoy things more which in turn
means you don’t mind working for a goal and you don’t miss opportunities
because you are wallowing in self-pity. If you take on a negative attitude
toward life, you will only see the bad in people/things; never enjoy the
moments life gives you and miss out on all the good things that pass you by. It’s
simple really! Not to say we don’t all have a bad day here and there, but with
a positive attitude they are few and far between. ***
So back to my story! I woke to the sound of the Bovine
Hunter’s emergency line going off. This is never a good sign for my morning.
Being the responsible adult I occasionally decide to be, I told myself to get
out of bed and get dressed, there was no more sleeping to be had. The other
half of me, no way more than half, more like 99.9% of me said we should just go
back to sleep anyway (might have something to do with staying up till 1 am
reading, damn you Jill Shalvis and your Wilder boys). If you know anything
about me, then you know I am not a morning person. This proven by the fact that
one of my friends in high school used to come make sure I was awake for school
every morning (thank you Angel)! So I am up, dressed, hair looking like a hot
mess, get the dog outside (before any accidents, success) and now that I have a
little time before I have to get the bean up, I decided “hey, why not unload
the dishwasher”.
Now, if you have ever been at my house when I clean up after
dinner, then you are probably among the many people that have made fun of me
and my dishwasher loading. Food on dishes grosses me out! While I am eating it,
it is okay, but I can’t handle it sitting there getting all stuck to the plate.
I don’t even like the plate to sit in front of me at the table once I am
finished, I always slide it away. I also can’t handle the thought that gross
leftover food from one plate is now being slung all over the inside of the
dishwasher and supposedly comes out clean. So I scrub everything before it goes
in to the dishwasher. Yes, at this point, the plate is probably clean enough to
eat off of again, but I look at the dishwasher as more of a sterilizer I
suppose. So here I am, halfway through unloading it, when I come across a plate
that wasn’t scrubbed first. Ah ha, this proves my point that the dishwasher can’t
clean the stuck on stuff better than my scrubber. About halfway through my
inter-monologue victory dance, I realize that it’s not the lack of the
dishwasher’s ability, but the lack of it ever being started. Yep, I have just
put half the dirty dishes back in the cabinets. So after putting back
everything I can remember back in the dishwasher, thank goodness for having a
photographic memory, it’s now time to get the kiddo up.
Now, any day starting with “S”, you can’t get her to sleep
in. Today, however, she was just not getting up. (I am sure there will be daily
stories about her not getting up when she reaches middle school). We managed,
we are up, diaper changed, and dressed for the day. We had just sat down to
have some yogurt when Daddy walks back in, just in time to see our precious
daughter (who is sitting on my lap facing me) sneeze with a mouth FULL of
yogurt All. Over. Me!!! (still wearing the smudges to prove it!) One of the
benefits to being a mother of a small child, you can totally wear clothes with stains
on it. Even if it’s not from the kiddo people will let you get away with it,
because “bless your heart” it must be tough trying to get out the door with the
little one. To humor myself in this now sticky situation (have you ever
realized how sticky yogurt is when you just took a shower in it?), I tried to
get her to lick the glob of yogurt off my wrist, but she didn’t find this as
funny as I did. What? I was trying to salvage some, yogurt isn’t cheap!
After we get clean, finish the yogurt, got our coats on, we
head out the door. Well I made it about two steps until my heel caught on the
step and down I go, with her in my arms. You know how in the movies the
character’s life will flash before their eyes? Well it’s amazing the speed at
which your brain can actually process and make decisions, when it needs to! Ask
me to decide on dinner and it takes 30 minutes to process….realize I am about
to crush my poor child and it takes 0.5 seconds. Admittedly, with the image I
have in my head, if I were my neighbor I would be totally laughing behind
closed doors. Who knows, they probably were! We both are fine, minus a few
scratches I have and a bruised ego. I
think we did scare the bajeezes out of Dougo in the meantime; of course I had
an audience! Getting myself up and dusting off, I began to wonder how I had
become so talented this morning.
I could have let all these things, that made me late for
work on top of everything, ruin my day. I could have decided to be a grump now
and just complain how horrible the morning had gone, but was it really worth
it? Sure we all need a little complaining in our lives, but when you stop and
think about it, what’s not hilarious about getting yogurt sneezed on you? So
you are a little sticky, it wipes off. And maybe I missed a few dishes going
back in the dishwasher; hey at least I scrub them beforehand anyway. As for the fall, we weren’t hurt, so no harm
done. You just can’t take life so seriously, sometimes you just have to laugh.
Did you have any embarrassing moments today?
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