There are so many things I need to do:
Eat right
Exercise more
Learn to garden
Make the switch from summer to fall clothes
Organize my closet, office, kitchen, laundry, files, bills, spices
Winterize my front porch and furniture
Clean the refrigerator
Clean out the basement
Paint the patio table and chairs
Get rid of the pots of dead flowers.
And yet this is what I end up doing:
Time to get up
Time to get up
It’s getting late
Seriously, get up now
GET OUT OF BED
What can I get you for breakfast
You need some breakfast
Please eat something
Can I wrap this to go
What would you like for lunch
How about this
How about this
You’re getting this
we have to go
Time to go
Let’s go
do you have everything
did you remember your lunch
did you remember your homework
drive
have a lovely day
work
work
eat (not right)
(not) exercise
work
work
drive
did you have a lovely day
do you have much homework
please get off facebook and do your homework
is that homework
when are you going to start your homework
please stop texting and do your homework
please stop skypeing and do your homework
please stop doing your homework and go to bed
please stop texting and go to bed
please stop skypeing and go to bed
I’m going to bed.
Time to get up…
You forgot make list for joanie to pick up at Costco and the Basket
And “pick up piles of money mom and dad threw at me today!”
Oh Cheryl that is awesome! My daugher, who is a senior in high school has a boyfriend that went to college in CT this fall. She is on some electronic device almost 24/7. That dialog is exactly the same as mine on any given day. Just fabulous!
Oh my god, Joan, can you believe we are having this conversation??
This reminds me of the moms’ riff on the William Tell Overture from a few years back. Did you ever hear this?
http://m.youtube.com/#/watch?v=wHPhxnW6Ti4&desktop_uri=%2Fwatch%3Fv%3DwHPhxnW6Ti4
I did! I cried laughing–it is SO true!
Love this! We are apparently leading the exact same life!!! Maybe the solution is to rip up the to-do list; and surrender to our crazy days, and seek out those little moments to tuck away as memories. Because in a few years, we will be busy accomplishing things, while we wait with baited breath for a text from the kids away at school…. Remind me of this brilliant philosophy next time I am whining, ok?! xo
If I tuck anything else away, every drawer and closet is going to explode!! I will remind you…