Suddenly I am realizing I'm not quite as young as I once was, for goodness sake i get tired at 7 at night these days - oh wait that's right, I have a 2 year old under foot, or rather hollering in every one's ears.....
I think that when we're young we set ourselves up for failure -but not completely or always in a bad way.
For example, I swore up and down that I was going to go to college and make something of myself - wrong answer.
Did I attend college, yes, very briefly and i managed to throw every academically praised part of me down the toilet. Why? Because my head wasn't where it should have been. Where was my head you ask? Well, to think and speak like an actual adult I'd have to admit it was square up my ass. Now, that's not to say that i regret anything I've done, because I don't. If I had succeeded where i realistically failed I don't think I'd have that oh so gorgeous 2 year old screaming in my ears at the moment.
I wouldn't have the job that I'm starting to really enjoy - and swore i never would - it was just a paycheck, now i look forward to going to MY desk every morning - well most mornings....and its not really a desk its a section of cubicles I share with two yummy guys and a very stinky coffee pot.....or is it two stinky guys and a yummy coffee pot?
But back to my point of Failure (if there ever was a point to this - maybe there was but I've lost it now). We as young kids group together and map out our great destiny and inevitably muff it up somewhere along the thin lines we never knew were there to begin with.
Moving on.....
We all said at one point in our young lives that we would never be like our parents....you can laugh here because I'm hear to tell you, we're spitting images of them all. And having to admit it the first time - oy vey - that takes a lot to swallow that kind of pride........
Have you ever been talking to someone or scolding your kids or folding clothes only to stop dead in your tracks and realize you're doing or Saying the SAME things your parents once did????
I've done this quite a few times myself, and the first time it happened it sort of freaked me out. Now, i just laugh because i can see my Nana laughing at my mother who's laughing at me and they each are standing there holding up all ten fingers and on occasion they hold up their feet to add more appendages...as in you get everything back to you 10 Fold......makes me want to scream when they do this mostly because i don't see them doing this - i hear them over the phone.....they each live 3,000 miles away from me.....which in turn makes my rants and raves to them, about how crazy my kids and husband are making me, that much more entertaining to them because they can sit there and wave their 10 folds around all they want to and i can't stop them......unless i hang up....
Man oh man i can't WAIT for my turn throw up them fingers to my boys and say "HA!!!!!! Now do you finally realize why i told you not to run around Walmart and whine incessantly over a video game 15 years ago?? It's embarrassing isn't it??!!!!"
The countdown to that glorious day began at birth.........
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