It's All in My Head.... Or Is It?
My mom came to visit for a few days. She hung out with my chilruns while I went back to school. A perk of her recent retirement (although, I just want to say-I didn't ask, or insinuate- she called me & volunteered. I am no fool- I accepted). Anyway here are a few thoughts I had while she was here:
1. She and I flew in the house around 6:30pm one evening, and threw together our dinner. As she was at her work station and I was at mine, I thought how different cooking with a woman is. We didn't plan to work on separate recipes, but it was automatic. I didn't tell her, "Why don't you do....?" And she didn't do that with me. Somehow we never got in each other's way. Somehow it was organized, efficient, & comforting. I thought to times I've worked with my mother in law or friends. It's similar.
When Doug is in the kitchen, I feel bossy, controlling, and naggy. Somehow he's always standing in the exact spot I need to be. We overlap tasks. We each need the same utensil. We're in each other's way.
I don't cook with my mom, mother in law, or friend anywhere near as often as I cook with Doug, & yet with them it is such a smoother process. How is that? Isn't it strange? I guess it goes back to that men and women do it differently.
2. After both my kids were born my mom and mother in law came separately for a few days to help. I cried when they left. I was alone with this new strange creature, trying to figure out how to adjust to life. Today, when I thought about my mom leaving this evening I thought about crying. It has been lovely having someone plan dinners, and fix them. I HATE cooking, planning meals, and preparing them. She did that. I walked in the door and stuff was taken care of. Now I have to do school, my children, meals, & laundry all by myself again. Waaahhhhh
3. Tonight when I took the trash out I had a cat encounter. After I put the trash in the bin, I turned around- it was there!!!! I screamed out, "Holy $&@!" It ran one way, & I ran in the house. I honestly can't decide if this cat situation is craziness I created in my head, or if this cat has it in for me. Doug totally freaked me out, and asked what I would do if the cat showed up at the new house. I have spent more time than necessary thinking on this possible situation. If the cat shows up at the new house, it's obviously a supernatural event, and I'm going to need some type of serious assistance. Anyone know of a good shaman....just in case?
1. She and I flew in the house around 6:30pm one evening, and threw together our dinner. As she was at her work station and I was at mine, I thought how different cooking with a woman is. We didn't plan to work on separate recipes, but it was automatic. I didn't tell her, "Why don't you do....?" And she didn't do that with me. Somehow we never got in each other's way. Somehow it was organized, efficient, & comforting. I thought to times I've worked with my mother in law or friends. It's similar.
When Doug is in the kitchen, I feel bossy, controlling, and naggy. Somehow he's always standing in the exact spot I need to be. We overlap tasks. We each need the same utensil. We're in each other's way.
I don't cook with my mom, mother in law, or friend anywhere near as often as I cook with Doug, & yet with them it is such a smoother process. How is that? Isn't it strange? I guess it goes back to that men and women do it differently.
2. After both my kids were born my mom and mother in law came separately for a few days to help. I cried when they left. I was alone with this new strange creature, trying to figure out how to adjust to life. Today, when I thought about my mom leaving this evening I thought about crying. It has been lovely having someone plan dinners, and fix them. I HATE cooking, planning meals, and preparing them. She did that. I walked in the door and stuff was taken care of. Now I have to do school, my children, meals, & laundry all by myself again. Waaahhhhh
3. Tonight when I took the trash out I had a cat encounter. After I put the trash in the bin, I turned around- it was there!!!! I screamed out, "Holy $&@!" It ran one way, & I ran in the house. I honestly can't decide if this cat situation is craziness I created in my head, or if this cat has it in for me. Doug totally freaked me out, and asked what I would do if the cat showed up at the new house. I have spent more time than necessary thinking on this possible situation. If the cat shows up at the new house, it's obviously a supernatural event, and I'm going to need some type of serious assistance. Anyone know of a good shaman....just in case?
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