I stays closed by my bed until we have something to talk about. My clicky pen attached, the ribbon marker holding the next blank page, and the elastic band keeping our conversations from leaking.
This is where I put the thoughts that may keep me up at night.
Like this...I often lay awake watching the ceiling fan fling around all the things I didn't get done that day. So one night I made two lists. What I Did and What I Didn't. Just to stop it from splattering all over my walls.
Then I closed my eyes comfortably; because the black book told me I was a dork. The length of my did list very clearly illustrated the fatal flaw of my tired mommy eyes...they tend to blur the done and fixate on the not done. Sharpening the image, until I can't stop staring.
I'm grateful now I can watch my fan fling the did. I'd much rather wake up with that all over my face.
5 comments:
Don't conentrate on the things you didn't do... just enjoy the memories of the things you did.
ToOdLeS.ShEiLa
ps. frankly i am surprised you get anything done watching extra kids.
Wow. Your did is rocking my world. That's like my week-long did list that I would feel pretty darn proud of. Guess what I did yesterday? Washed the sheets. That's all. That is the only thing. Why? They had some Lydia-puke on them from the night before. The end!
That's one heck of a "did" list!! And once again you summed up my feelings but with the wonderful calico-twist you put on everything :)
Your beautiful writing is satisfying like key lime truffles.
I'm going to give you my music suggestions. Hope the itunes card isn't yet empty!
Oh man Cally---lists just frustrate me. I like to just see what I did at the end of the day..kind of an accounting...and just surprise myself. ex: Wow, I didn't know I would load the diswasher today, Cool. See, surprises like that.
I love the comparison of the ceiling fan fling "undone things" around. funny.
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