Prior to the year 2006 BK (“before kids”), I prided myself on being organized. I used that term to describe myself to my friends, in job interviews, and on those stupid chain emails that I used to have time to complete and send out to all of my friends (14. Choose three words that best describe you. Now send this to 10 people in the next 10 minutes or suffer greatly for the rest of your life).
I wrote down appointments on a calendar, kept my email inbox neat and tidy and had the cleanest in-box you ever saw on my desk at work. I attacked projects at work and home with a well thought out plan and plugged away at them until they were completed. I never missed an appointment, a meeting, an anniversary or birthday. And then I had kids.
Now, my definition of “organized” has morphed to mean the following:
- I can remember the last place Jack left his binky and return to the scene of abandonment to retrieve the binky for bedtime.
- I usually, or at the very least, sometimes have the dishwasher run and emptied before needing to open it to hand wash a single dirty plate in order to feed Jack lunch.
- I remember that my friends and family still HAVE birthdays/anniversaries/special events, even if I let the dates pass me by without sending a card or email or making a phone call.
- The clothes strewn on my bedroom floor are separated into two piles – ”can be worn again” and “biohazard.”
This past Sunday night, I was faced with a dilemma I find myself in nearly every Sunday – other than my standing Thursday and Friday playgroups – I had nothing on the books for us to do for the week. It makes the week so long to not have other people to pass the time with and force us to get out of the house. And poor jack gets so frustrated being stuck inside the house with his boring mom and sister. And every Wednesday, I resolve to plan the upcoming week and fill it with lots of fun playdates and activities. And then another Sunday comes.
So, who wants to get together next week???
Today’s Show Tune: Avenue Q: There is Life Outside Your Apartment
And just because they’re cute – some new pictures of Jack and Jane…
Your kids are so damn cute!
By: Lauren on September 22, 2008
at 12:00 pm
“I remember friends and family have birthdays.” Ha ha ha! I used to be organized, too. God, how I miss those days! Remember all the Hallmark cards stacked neatly in your desk, with sticky notes attached to remind you which card went with which birthday?
By: boysgonewild on May 18, 2009
at 4:01 pm