Why I can't ever seem to part my hair in a straight line the first time.
Why the bread always falls buttered side down.
Why I'm having problems with both feet lately (and never had any issues before).
Why I really, really hate going to the park. Really. Hate. Park.
Why every d*amned time I need to get somewhere on time, my 50-55 minute drive home lasts over an hour and a half. Every. D*amned. Time.
Why winter lasts forever and summer just flies by.
Why I can never seem to find enough time to do the "me" things that I really love to do.
Why can't ever remember how to say "nuclear" anymore. Thanks George.
Why I can't seem to find a local breeder for Siamese kittens. I really miss having one.
Why I can't ever seem to save money if it's not deducted right out of my check.
And, on a similar note, why my credit card balances seem to be the same, year after year after year, no matter how many multiples of the minimum balance I pay.
Why there wasn't at least one of the Casey Anthony jurors who thought there was enough evidence to convict her for murdering that little sweetheart.
Why even children's yoga is so much harder for me than it is for my daughter (and why does she have to laugh so hard at me?).
How about you?
I've got a million of 'em.
But the one that's plaguing me at THIS EXACT MINUTE, with the sun beating down to the tune of 90 degrees, is this:
Why is it that--after 45 minutes of trying to get my boys dressed in swimsuits, appropriately shod, covered in sunscreen, and moving in the direction of the front door, I screech, "This is YOUR LAST CHANCE to go to the pool," wait an appropriate interval, get dressed again, and go lie down to read a book--they will still look shocked and whine, "But aren't we going to the pool?"
Posted by: Heidi | July 09, 2011 at 05:01 PM
I know some adults who still have selective hearing. Thanks for the story!
Posted by: midlife mommy | July 09, 2011 at 11:10 PM