Friday, March 30, 2007

Chew...my balls have dropped

My Mama spent many years in which her mantra at dinnertime was "chew.chew". She was not doing "choo choos" to get me to eat brussels, but trying desperately to stop me inhaling my food at such break neck speed.

Thing is, for all of her efforts, I really haven't got the hang of it. In fact I seem to have applied my food related behaviour to the rest of my life. I am one of life's "great starters". But I am soon onto the Next Thing, then The Next Thing After That. Other Thing is, I am at a stage in my life where projects must be finished. There's no Mrs Chapman, Third Year Geography to answer to when homework isn't done, but a lot scarier: me with the prospect of no/poor income. With this in mind, picture the scene when I was houseworking away this morning merrily to myself with the daytime slit-wrist drivel on the Television, when on came a segment about Post Natal Depression.

It turns out that, by the description that (hypochondriac tendencies coming on here), I have had Post Natal depression* since the birth of my first son eight and a half years ago. I have summised this from the main symptom that anyone of the poor women on the show could describe in any detail was feeling overwhelmed. Thing is, far from belittling PND as you may think I am, I truly believe that PND would explain some parts of my life until this point**. I still feel very overwhelmed to this day, but that's due to the food inhaling analogy thingy, I think.

I run a house full of boys. Himself [with Hons after his name] has not mastered the art of hanging damp towels on a rail...no no, he likes to file them under F for Floor. C has a problem with his teacher [in that she can be a bit of a cow and he can be a bit of a Victor Meldrew with Russell Crowe's temper],L has yet to learn to do his laces; L Junior has yet to learn to wipe his own bottom, J is only just off the breast and frankly pissed off about the whole new arrangement, you can see where I am going here. I "run" everyone. Factor in the Company Prep I am doing; trying to find the appropriate equipment for a documentary due to start shooting soon; our first magazine photoshoot tomorrow and I am a busy lady. Overwhelmed is just part of the package.

So, just for "fun", I thought I would list some of the things I have done "wrong" recently...the Balls Which I Have Dropped if you will:

  • J has four teeth now. I have not brushed them in a day and a half. If they all fall out or go black it WILL be my fault
  • I had to drop the children into school today without lunch, go and do a "food" shop and then drop the lunches in mid-morning as this morning, the cupboard was bare. In England I would have done a Midnight Shop at ASDA/Tesco... but I no longer have that luxury. Damn.
N.B In Reference to the above, I had to endure the withering looks of the school staff as I signed in then out whilst dropping said lunches in.
  • I forgot to buy stuff to decorate L Junior's Easter Bunny Ears for Kindy (we will do a rush job this weekend, don't call Social Services just yet)
  • I haven't checked my company email in three days
  • All of the wooden floors in the house need a damn good scrub
  • I wrote a list of 35 chores that needed to be done this morning around the house. I did 5.
  • I haven't been to bed at the same time as Himself for around a week. Read into this the Ball I Have Dropped as you will.
  • I have much UK bound correspondence sitting on my desk as I type which was due to be sent a week ago.
  • I have not cleaned the Fun Bus out in a week.
  • I have not sat with C to write to his friend in the UK
  • I have not eaten Breakfast in a week
  • I have a pile of laundry glaring at me.
  • I have not registered My Lexmark Printer and it keeps reminding me WEEK after WEEK.
  • I have not finished the design of the last couple of pages for TRPC, so the index is "up" and still does not work as the navigation needs doing...not V professional!
  • I have sent only some of the new pages over to JJ to be proof read and forgot to send the illustrations altogether
  • I must wash my hair...where do other people find the time for this mundane shit?!!
I am bored now. I must think of better fodder for my blog.

* no really I probably have. But it would affect my Visa Status to admit this openly I am sure. Therefore I request your silence on this matter.

** or maybe I suffer from over-tiredness. Brought on by being really quite busy. Maybe.

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