6. Write about something you wish you were better at.
I’d like to preface this by saying I think there are some things that I am good at. I can make my kids laugh, we have fun adventures, I like to cook dinner…I’m good at loving my family. I also love creative projects and shopping and spending time with friends…I’m good at taking care of myself. In fact, the whole concept of “Me Time” makes me laugh because while some moms struggle with losing their identity after having kids you can trust I’ve never had a problem making time for myself.
But there are some areas that are a bit of a struggle. There are some things I wish I was better at.
1. Cleaning
I’ve been telling myself it’s okay if a home looks a little messy and not sterile because we’re actually too busy “making memories”, but this is a lie. My kids enjoy a clean house and more importantly I enjoy a clean house. I FEEL less overwhelmed and stressed when my house is clean. There has to be a better balance between “messy” and “lived-in” and I hope my future house cleaner is able to find it.
2. Making a lot of money
I want to be better at making a lot of money so that I can afford a house cleaner. I never should have moved away from my mother, she loves to clean.
2. Moving my Body
Why am I actually the laziest human I know? I need to move and workout and yet absolutely fight it. I talk myself out of working out while I get dressed to work out, while I’m driving to the gym to work out, while I’m sitting in the parking lot of the gym and then the entire time I’m working out. It’s just BODY MOVEMENT…why is that so difficult? Just. Move. The. Body. How come breathing hard and sweating a little is the most dreadful thing ever? I want to be better at moving.
3. Avoiding Pizza
Keep it away from me. I don’t care what time it is or what day of the week or if I just finished eating a meal…I will eat your pizza. Why is this such a universally loved meal? We celebrate everything with pizza and I am here for it. My fear is that when pizza is served there is someone in the room counting how many slices I actually eat. Newsflash: I’m being polite if it’s less than four. Please believe I can finish the entire pizza by myself and would prefer to.
4. Matching Socks
I can’t stop thinking about pizza now, but that stupid basket of unmatched socks should be burned. I’ll just buy new socks with my groceries every week and everyone can start fresh. I need to get better about making a lot of money so I can afford to destroy the planet with my Sock Burn plan.
5. Okay all Laundry
Thank heavens my kids have started washing their own clothes. That’s how incapable they find me. There wasn’t a moment where I was like, “okay from now on you kids need to pull your weight and start doing your own laundry!” No. They just realized this was a moment where if they wanted something done right they were going to have to do it themselves. I’m not mad about it, but I do wish I was better at it because we still have piles of clothes waiting to be folded.
If I had a dollar for every time I’ve announced that “I’m turning over a new leaf” or “I have a new system!” or “I’m kicking myself into gear!” I’d be a very rich lady. I make grand plans to do a better job at finding a balance between the fun stuff (day trips!) and the mundane (wash something), but at the end of the day I still have an entire King-sized bed headboard leaning against my hallway wall and a fish aquarium that has been sitting on my front porch for a couple of months now. As long as I’m an adult with an inner voice whispering, “you can do it later” I will forever be planning on getting better at these things…later.
Kim says
I am with you on all of it – especially the cleaning and making money. I chose this prompt as well, and making money didn’t even occur to me. But I definitely wish I was better at that, too!
Happy workshopping!
John Holton says
If I had a dollar for every time I’ve wished for a million dollars, I’d have several million dollars. Publisher’s Clearing House, here I come… And yes, someone to clean the house would definitely be among the first things I’d spend the money on.
I found that the trick to matching socks is to buy them all the same color.
I’m the same way with pizza. I mean, I grew up in Chicago, I was raised on it. And, by the way, no matter what they say about Chicago-style pizza, most Chicagoans prefer thin crust.
And, I’ll bet I can out-lazy you. I stayed in a job ten years after I discovered I hated it because I was too lazy to search for a new one.
Paula Kiger says
CLEANING. Me too, Kat. Me too.
Patty says
Me thinks we all have that little inner voice that whispers, no s c r e a m s, “you can do it later”.
But, for the last three weeks, I have been purging, this, that, and many other things, while ignoring LIV.
So far so good and…there is a very faint light at the end of the tunnel.