losing what’s left of my mind

You know you’ve lost your mind when…

  • you walk into the bathroom only to stand and wonder why you were there in the first place, sit back down at your desk and remember that you have to pee. Once is excusable, but twice in one morning?
  • you can’t find your to-do list that’s supposed to help keep your head on (mostly) straight because it somehow ended up inside the pink tutu that is balled up on top of the printer.
  • you think it’s a good idea to teach your toddler to unscrew caps in a desire to encourage fine motor skill development, only to find that she’s perfected her skills on a bottle of green paint that is now “all gone!”
  • you think the idea of a good time is shoveling snow at 9:45 p.m.
  • yesterday’s coffee is perfectly acceptable.
  • you trade in your old books on feminist art theory for a Winnie the Pooh lift-the-flap book.

0 thoughts on “losing what’s left of my mind

  1. Ha! I feel like this perfectly sums up what I am about to embark on . . . although I already have the first one down (which is extra ridiculous since I pee ALL THE TIME).

  2. Um, could this be me? I think so. The other day I found my wallet, after long searching, sandwiched amongst the frozen peas & corn in the freezer. How it got there, I don’t know (especially since I hadn’t recently be grocery shopping). Please rest assured you are not alone in losing your mind!

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