Perspective, Priorities,Prestik and Poo
In all honesty I’m not one to “take a deep breath and smell the roses”.
The words “settled ” and “routine” give me an intense urge to run. ( which is probably why I broke off my engagement to the farmer the first time and we ended up getting engaged twice. Having 2 rings was nice though… )
I tend to mentally tick things off and then look for “THE NEXT BIG THING”. Always looking for more, more, MORE…..surely there must be MORE???
So that up to now my life plan has progressed more or less like this:
1. Get a degree. ( tick )
2. Get a job. ( tick )
3. Get thin. ( tick )
4. Find a husband ( tick )
5. Have a baby (tick)
5. Have a GIRL baby ( tick….lucky lucky lucky me! )
6. Study Journalism. ( tick )
7. Try to get into freelance writing. ( tick. sort of. )
8. Heck, why work for money when I could win the lotto? Or a huge Jackpot somewhere? And then we could go on luxury family holidays every 3 months and leave the farming stress behind us and I could spend weekends at a spa and have regular manicures and pedicures and hair extensions and who knows, maybe even a tummy tuck ??? ( tick for trying and not succeeding, who knew? )
Before you call the shallow police…I do sense the error of my shallow ways…
I had 2 sick children this week and 1 husband with the man flu.
Poo and puke has filled my days. Sticky hands and smelly feverish breaths through sleepless nights with worry knotting my stomach.
And oh, the relief to see they’re on the mend…to see the smiles return and the gradual brightening of the eyes…
Who needs the Lotto when you can have a slurpy wet kiss from your 14 month old daughter while your 4 year old son stands on your big toe with his leather shoe to also get in on the action?