Friday, October 2, 2009


You know that you're gonna be late to work when:

1. There is daylight where darkness is normally.

2. You wake up actually feeling like you slept.

3. You have a super important meeting that morning.

4. You didn't do dishes the night before because you were going to get up early and do them.

5. You have nothing to wear because you were going to get up early and run a load of wash.

When you are trying to run out the door for work - 45 minutes late - baby gates are not your friend. I made an error in judgement this morning. I was 3/4 of the way down my stairs when I made the decision to hurdle the gate I would have otherwise had to crawl over. With a big "STOMP" sound all my kids looked up from the breakfast table. "Wow, Dad. Did you just see what Mom did?" my daughter whispered. "Yeah, your mom is a superhero" I heard my husband say with a smile. I knew right then and there that we'd be tackling the "But you did it, Mom! Why can't I" scenario sooner than later. I'm just glad I didn't eat it and add another 15 minutes or more to my already behind schedule.

I'd like to tell you that my day went smoother and that the clouds parted and rainbows jumped from the sky and left me a pot of gold, but I can't. Why start lying to you now? From a "friendly" conference call with a company who wants to take my job to a colleague interviewing for a position with a competing company, my work life followed my home life in perfect stride. The good news is that in another 1 hour and 28 minutes I'm going to get in my car and drive like a maniac to get to my sweet, rotten, perfect kids - oh and of course, to my perfect imperfect husband who is coaching a game that we'll try to make.

Well, there is my day. It was so ridiculous, I actually had to start laughing at one point. I only finished half of my "Do or Die" list, but there is always Monday when a new list will be created. What's a few more things to add? I guess if life was too easy we would get bored and do drugs and have random irresponsible trysts with strangers to keep it lively. Oh, but not me, I live lively (isn't it obvious?). At the end of the day I have a family I love and my very own house to clean and I wouldn't trade this for the boringest life out there ;-).

Happy Friday! Go love someone!

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