It’s Not the End of the World – or is it?

One of the many things I struggle with is how big of a deal to make out of things – and by “things,” I mean failures on my part. Once I get started thinking about one thing, a giant list of other things I need to do or fix or clean or whatever comes to the forefront of my mind… and I can’t let them go. Not that I actually do anything about them, I might add. Most of the things on this list have been on it and will remain on it for a long, long time. Why? Because I suck. Add that to the list.

Most of the time, this stuff worries me when I don’t have the opportunity to do anything about it – when I’m laying in bed at night, or when I’m at work. Why? Because I suck.

Anyway, every once in a while when I do have a semi-rational thought, it occurs to me that maybe, just maybe, I might be stressing out about things that don’t need to be priorities. But then I think that’s a cop out and I really just need to get some shit done.

So. Here’s my list. At least here’s what I can think of right now. I’m sure there’s more.

— I need to find an organizational system for our kitchen. Piles of papers on the counter make me crazy.
— I need to hook up the super awesome printer I bought, I don’t know, probably six months ago. It’s been sitting in a corner since then.
— I need to clean out my closet and move summer stuff downstairs.
— I need to change the batteries in the smoke detectors.
— I need to pack better lunches for Kate.
— I need to get up earlier.
— I need to eat breakfast.
— I need to lose 7 pounds.
— I need to clean out the room in our basement that could be on an episode of Hoarders.
— I need to organize our digital pictures.
— I need to cook dinner wayyyyyy more than I do.
— I need to drink more water.
— I need to keep my car cleaner.
— I need to organize my desk.

Each of those things have just about equal importance in my mind, and I berate myself equally for not doing each of them.

So, friends, do you have a list like this? What’s on it?

And for the love of God, what should I do first?

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Happy birthday, Dad.

Today is my dad’s birthday. He is pretty much the coolest.

Kate and her papa

The older I get, the more I realize how alike my dad and I are. And not just our extraordinary taste in music. We have similar personalities and sometimes I’ll catch myself saying things to my kids (“Don’t stop until you’re done!”) or at work and hear him in my mind saying the exact. same. thing. He recognizes it too, I know, and when I wrote this oddball post filed under “Emily is Neurotic,” he linked to it on facebook and said “Is there any doubt this woman is my daughter?”

Yep, we’re two neurotic peas in a pod.

My dad is the person I go to when I need solid, logical advice. I’ve called him up on many occasions and blurted out, “I’m having a crisis.” And he always makes it better.

He’s the best.

Happy birthday, Dad. I love you!

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Halloween Hangover

We had a great time trick-or-treating last night, as always (Jenny’s going to post about that I think!) but this morning?????

OMG, my children were a mess. A MESS.

It was horrible… I do not envy elementary school teachers this morning! (Or ever, really. There must be a special place reserved for them in heaven.)

Was is just mine or do your kids have a Halloween Hangover too?

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