I Think I May Be Losing It
And no, I am not referring to my sanity – I got away from the Bacon Hunter, remember? And I’m certainly not talking about pounds – hey, it’s the holidays aaaannnddd….you might want to take a closer look at the old avatar of Mrs. Mimi there in the sidebar.
What I’m talking about is my ability to give directions. You see, the other night, the usually fabulous and ever helpful Mr. Mimi (I got one of the good ones, girls.) and I were finishing up the Christmas cards. I know, you’re all falling over from shock that I was recieving any help in the first place, but rest assured, I had already written, addressed and stamped over 100 cards on my own. One might say I was a well-oiled card writing machine at this point. Turn on an old episode of the Golden Girls in the background and I can get anything accomplished! Anyhow, Mr. Mimi volunteered to help me with the last few. Since I have teacher handwriting and he, well he does not, I wrote the cards and he was stuffing and stamping. I had organized and incorporated him into my system. Yet somehow, after three cards, we were already falling apart – cards had been stuffed recklessly into any envelope, rather than the envelope that the card was tucked into and therefore cards that read Dear Donna were stuffed in envelopes addressed to Ron. Christmas card system = fail.
Was it me? Have I lost my ability to give clear directions and organize a project? Normally, my family (Mr. Mimi at the lead) usually bristles when I speak to them like they are eight years old. I say it comes with the territory. But this new breakdown in communication has made me wonder…am I losing it? I mean, I am the woman who once was able to coordinate twenty energetic little bodies to create murals…work in centers…put on a freaking assembly!
I’m off to the mall despite all the snow. I have to go do a test drive of my teacher look…I’ll keep you posted.