One of my biggest character flaws that lead me into trouble on a daily basis is being unable to accept defeat. Now, before you put a plaque up for me and name me MVP for never giving up, let me explain. It’s in no way heroic. It’s more of a hard-headed, stubborn quality, where I am being handed a piece of paper saying, “You Lost”, and I’m quick to respond, “No, I didn’t! I’m a winner!”.
My doctor tells me I need to lose weight? No, I don’t. I’m in the best shape of my life!
I got a C on a test? Considering I didn’t study, that’s practically an A+!
I guess you could say I lie to myself because I truly believe it when I say these things. I’m constantly kidding myself.
Never was this trait more apparent than this morning. After waking up 20 minutes before it was time to walk out of the door, I decided to do the following things:
Take a shower (including shaving my legs). Serve myself some oatmeal. Pack up the laptop and all its attachments so that I can hang out at Starbucks after I drop Lara off at school. Put make-up on, so that I can go back to Lara’s school at lunch and volunteer without looking a mess. Change purses (from last night’s small, cross-body to a HUGE H&M carry-all).
All of this while also getting Lara ready for school.
Does this make sense!? And, when I managed to walk out of the door ON TIME after doing ALL of these things, I gave myself such a pat on the back. You should have just SEEN my self-satisfied smirk as I walked to the car. Lara could hardly look at me from the beaming. Because, who else can do ALL of that in 20 minutes?!
I bet you all can sense where this is going. As I was about to pull out of the driveway, I reached into my purse for lip balm. My purse was inundated in milky oatmeal. I failed to properly secure the Tupperware lid. Because, I was going at lightening speed all morning. So, now I have to dump everything out of my purse FAST because my Dell, Kindle and Blackberry are in there. Along with my wallet, make up, planner, ETC. All of this happening in my NEW CAR. I moved fast and went into the trunk, pulling out some old dresses on their way to the Salvation Army. I created a drying station on the floor of the car (mind the leather seats!) while I used Wet Wipes to clean up. I ran into the house and swapped the milky purse for a new purse. As we drove to school, I cleaned the items, handed them to Lara and she placed them very neatly in my purse. She was THE BEST helper. She talked me off of the ledge with reassuring words, “Don’t worry, Mom. It’s not your fault. It wasn’t a mistake, it was an accident. Nothing is ruined. The new car still smells good”.
And, she’s right. Nothing was ruined, except for the H&M purse and the oatmeal (which I dramatically tossed in the trash when we got to school). She was 10 minutes late to school. And, when I arrived to my car, there was no mess and all of my items were salvaged. I gave myself a HUGE pat on the back because no one can deal with emergencies like I can.