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If you really want to feel blessed, make sure your wallet gets stolen. In doing so, you will find out the following:

* It's a lot easier to get a license at the DMV if you speak English, have teeth, and don't call the overworked line processer a "ridiculous buffoon who deserves to be working in this government run pit from hell."

* Your kids will surprise you with a fistful of pennies bigger than Simon Cowell's ego and tell you, "Mama, we know you're broke. We WANT you to have this." Then they will sneeze on your desk, ask you to bless them, and tell you that your feet stink.

* Your husband will randomly insert cash in your bank account because he feels sorry for you. You don't even have to do that thing with the hand and the moaning. (Back scratches, you pervs.)

* Your best friend from grade school who held your hand on the bus all those frightful First Grade angst years ago will forgive you without a moment's hesitation for not wanting to fulfill a cooking date obligation and instead cart your butt to Target, your kids dance studio, and Office Depot where she'll promptly inform you "You're a mess. No wonder your wallet was stolen Miss NO ORGANIZATION."

Then she'll sit with you at Gelson's over ice tea and really fattening egg salad and fill out the numbers in your calendar page by page. She even lets you in on the secret code of moms everywhere that somehow I seemed to miss: Post-Its. Like great sex, they are durable, colorful, and just a little bit sticky.

* Your mom will remind you that you are doing too much and that the kids, not you, are the center of the universe these days. (It's her fault. She made me the center of the universe until 7 years ago. Now she wants me to change?)

* Your sister will offer to come babysit any day you need it. (She meant one day... for 3 hours... not every day for 24 hours each. She clarified that for me, so I'm doing the same for you.)

* Another friend will take your kids home mid-week and let them jump in her trampoline until they are dizzier than Sarah Ferguson after a bad money deal. (Did you see her on Oprah? I like her... she made a mistake, but I forgive her. She's real. She needs to guest post on my future Wabi Sabi blog. I won't even make her pay me 40k for it.)

* You will find that despite arguing with insurance companies over check reimbursements that... um... well...okay, I can't put the good spin on that one. (Oh wait! Yes I can! You can be happy you are a client and not a worker who has to listen to people like me all day long complain complain "oh give me my money now" complain.

* You can go to coffee two times in one week with old and new friends and remember that life goes on despite a crazy few weeks of feeling really discombobulated. (Because, you know, I'm not the center of the universe. Damn it.)

in closing, I'm most happy about what you see on that little desk. It is there for me no matter what. It never lets me down. It is reliable and steady like the sun.: My new little organizer! (C'mon... like my family does that! Sheeesh!)

I have started marking off times every day just for me to write and exercise. It keeps me way less stressed with the kids, which means that when things go nutty, I can roll with the punches.

One day at a time. One credit card replaced at a time.

So tell me, are you organized? Because I had underestimated the power of that. I really had. (Oh, and locking my car door. Where was that advice, Mom?)
 


Comments

Brooke G

Thu, 03 Jun 2010 04:07:01

Oh dear! Sorry about the wallet and all. Sounds like you are...er... finding the silver lining and LOTS of 'em :D I love the one about your mom setting you straight on the center of the universe and your sister offering to babysit - my sis would totally do that (even clarifying the rules!)
Good luck getting everything back on track!
For the record, I am NOT organized.
But, I do think a couple years ago we did photocopy the contents of our wallets (just in CASE!)
And for the record again - that was my HUBBY's idea!!! ;D

 

Arwen

Thu, 03 Jun 2010 05:17:28

Lol. Too funny. And I am impressed by your extraodinary powers of optimism.

I wish I were organized, but that is one of the things I have come to accept in life as never going to happen. Kinda like winning the lottery.

 

His Girl Amber

Thu, 03 Jun 2010 06:29:53

Girl, I am only just now getting caught up on your blog, but now that I'm finally up to speed, I have to say I am loving the idea of your new Wabi Sabi attitude. I love the idea of it being your blog 'vibe'... and even name.
Perfectionism is a rough rough game. I'm so proud of you for looking for the beauty in real life.
Love these last few posts. Love.

 

Laree

Thu, 03 Jun 2010 12:28:57

Nope. Not even. Drives my list-making, detail-oriented hubby crazy. But I have a general idea of what's where, and it works for me (most days anyway!)

 

Daria

Thu, 03 Jun 2010 13:44:54

I consider myself a moderately organized person, but definitely leave room for improvement.

I loved reading your positive and funny spin on the purse incident. Buying a new wallet is of those simple pleasures since we don't do it very often (my grandma had the same wallet for as long as I knew her) - putting all your cards/money/pictures into those little slots and feeling all together is fantastic.

 

gretchen

Thu, 03 Jun 2010 20:22:18

Ouch...miso soddy about the wallet thing. But wow! Look how things came together. Lurving your wabi sabi.

And no...I am not organized. I love to buy organizational items--so much so that they clutter up my life. :)

 

Lynn

Fri, 04 Jun 2010 07:50:57

Sorry about the wallet, that's so annoying. I lost mine once and the person was kind enough to drop it in the mailbox. The cash was gone & I had already cancelled my cards, but I got my license back! I am very organized, except for my car and my closet - everyone needs a 'messy' outlet right? :)

 

steph

Fri, 04 Jun 2010 21:28:11

Other people thwart my attempts to be organized. ;)

Honestly, I'm too Type A to not try to be organized, although it doesn't always work. Something that DOES work though, is exercise. I have recently learned that running stops my head from flying off my shoulders.

 

Linda Schroeder

Sat, 05 Jun 2010 00:55:17

Next Thursday I have a date with your kids (Stink and Pip) and you have a date with Rex. Unless, of course, Wabi Sabi (sounds like a new type of Sushi) creeps up on us and we'll figure out another time.

Glad you got a new wallet and finished with the DMV (no Wabi Sabi there :( ). LOCK YOUR CAR from now on (in case Mom forgets to remind you).

Be easy on yourself this week, y'hear?!?

Love you, sisteh :)

PS So ridiculously glad that it's Friday! (well, actually Saturday as of this writing).

 



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