Friday, June 24, 2011

Tired is my name

If Tired was my name and Rest proposed marriage, I would have to respond something like this: "Rest, while you look really attractive, I do not see you in my future."  

There always seems like I have a list that I need to get done and what others expect me to get done as well.  I now know that when you get things organized and a schedule set, there needs to be little deviation from it.  When thinking of the "perfect" world in my head.  I would have time to clean the house spotless, organize all drawers, dressers, closets, and the garage, wash all clothes, have meals cooked for one week at a time, and still have time to enjoy family all in one weekend.  (LOL) 

Did you laugh as loud as I did on that?  As a matter of fact I am still laughing and smirking at the thought.  I have never claimed by far to be the neatest or most organized person and actually never want that title.  I would however, like to start from scratch.  Meaning everything would be cleaned, organized, laundered, washed, and sorted and I only have to maintain it all.  It would be sooooo worth it!  I wish there was a camera that could take a picture of the emotional and inner state of a person.  And if ever I had the nerve to think of passing on maintaining things one day, I would pull out that picture as my motivation to never get back to that place.  While it is a great thought, I live in a real world and the reality is I can't start over...definitely not in a weekend.....UNLESS.  Unless, I get some assistance and right now that doesn't sound like a bad idea. 

But until then Tired will be my name.

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