Incoherent
Posted on | September 5, 2006 |
Feeling wiped out tonight after a ten hour day, and an open house. Freshly sharpened pencils. Smiling until my cheeks ache. Wishing I’d stopped at Starbucks for an iced latte. Trying to make every parent feel like I will be teaching for their child alone.
The past few days have been rocky, not because of the work-related stuff, but because some days are just like that. Everything comes out edgewise and sharp, without meaning to. My foot has spent its time permanently lodged in my mouth. My skin is breaking out, and shopping over the weekend I was devastated to discover that the eighties are entirely BAAACK and I want to gag. I thought the trends were dumb in the eighties: legwarmers, frumpy ankle boots, and, dear god, skinny jeans, which look terrible on everyone except maybe Kate Moss. Really, why did that decade have to come up in the fashion rolodex THIS YEAR? I have enough to worry about right now. Buying jeans should not be a distressing pastime. All I can do is pray the whole pegged jeans look is not about to be revived.
So yeah, a rocky couple of days. Bad fashion. My image upload plugin isn’t working properly, I apparently have lost all tact when it comes to saying things to DH, and it’s his birthday this Thursday and I’m a little bit bummed about that because it’s the first day of school and I hate not being able to devote more time and energy to him. If it’s not raining we do have a fun evening planned though: a hike up to the lean-to at the top of a hill to build a fire, drink hot coffee from a thermos, and check out stars through his telescope. If it does rain, I’m screwed. I am bad about having a working Plan B. I wing things. Probably to much for my own good.
I guess I’m just way outside my comfort zone right now: in limbo, waiting for the routine of work to kick in. Making this huge transition on top of the post-traumatic stress of the incident at work has resulted in me gaining probably five pounds too, and that really doesn’t help perk me up. The only thing to redeem all this is that my best friend is coming for the weekend, and she always hits me like an extra-bright sunbeam. Love her. There will also be pedicures involved. So there is a light at the end of the proverbial tunnel (though as she puts it, sometimes that light is an oncoming train—ha!)
What type of person are you? Do you plan things out or wing them? Are you more spontaneous or predictable? What makes you feel like your outside your comfort zone?
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September 5th, 2006 @ 9:24 pm
I’m a planner who likes to think she’s a winger. I am very uncomfortable when faced with the prospect of leggings and skinny jeans also. But I am relieved that acid wash does not seem to be making a reappearance.
September 5th, 2006 @ 10:43 pm
I wing it. Always. When I was a teacher, I rarely had a lesson plan written out. As a mom, I never have my act together. I’m usually bumming a diaper off a friend as I Never remember to restock my diaper bag. If have my diaper bag with me, that is. I’m spontaneous too. Call me and want me to meet you somewhere in 20 minutes? I can be there. But if I have to plan a playdate, I may never see you. I procrastinate making phone calls.
And can I just say, the 80s are back with a vengance. It’s horrifying to shop this fall. Nauseating. Downright revolting. WHAT are we gonna do about that?
September 5th, 2006 @ 10:50 pm
dcrmom: you just described ME to a T. Were we seperated at birth?
September 5th, 2006 @ 11:55 pm
OK, pedicures and your best friend…help is on the way, Christina! I can understand. I’m a total planner type too. I’m not good “on the fly.”
I won’t be participating in the skinny jean phenomenon, even though my legs are nicely toned. Why? because that only makes my middle section look ALL the larger! HA! No, I’ll take my nice straight legged, mid-rise cut and they’d better not get rid of that!
I love that you took the time to really greet each parent at your open house. I think your kids and their parents are lucky to have you as a teacher.
September 5th, 2006 @ 11:59 pm
My husband is the planner in our house, you should see the way he plans a trip, in his suitcase he will order his clothes by how he’ll be using them, the bottles of shampoo, etc, are ordered by height! of course I am the complete opposite, he can’t understand why I need to make two or three trips to the supermarket in the same week. But I’m always forgetting something either the milk or something like that, even if I make lists (and I do all the time!) he says I have an artist’s brain and that’s why I’m so disorgnized (the best compliment anyone has given me!)
I was shocked too when I saw the new fashion this weekend, I had flashbacks to my years in high school where I had my hair shorter in the left side of my head and longer in my right side, (ugh!) and like you say, those skinny pants don’t look good on anyone except supermodels! what are they thinking!
Christina, good to see a longer post from you! welcome back!
September 6th, 2006 @ 2:40 am
I’m both, I swing wildly back and forth between being a planner and being a winger. The 80s never seem to have left Europe, but it’s seems to be worse this year than normal. I suppose it’s at least a step up from ponchos.
September 6th, 2006 @ 6:41 am
God I’m so with you on the eighties. I was young enough to not care what I was wearing then but the fashion from that decade is not something I want to choose for myself, ever. And won’t! Its return makes me grumpy too. Skinny pants, ugh.
I like to have a plan. It bothers me to not have one. I like to know what to expect. Which isn’t always good because life rarely goes along with plans. Meh.
Good luck with the return to school and DH’s birthday…
September 6th, 2006 @ 8:18 am
I’m an organized procrastinator.
You are a fabulous talent.
September 6th, 2006 @ 11:34 am
I desperately want to be one of those spontaneous, spur-of-the-moment people. I do. But I’m not. I need to have things planned out. When I make attempts to be spontaneous, I fail miserably and end up cranky and out of sorts.
80’s fashion was not a good thing. It’s probably just as well this fall that I don’t tend to follow trends, because I’d look awful if I did!
September 6th, 2006 @ 12:45 pm
Unfortunately, both my husband and I are the type to wing it. We pretend we plan events, but even if it is on a calendar somewhere, all things really depend on our moods and energy level. And, when it comes to leaving the house, we always forget something. We currently have stashes of Pull-ups for The Boy scattered around our haunts throughout Minnesota.
On skinny jeans, huge sweater dresses/tunics with tights and leg warmers or boots - ew. Period.
September 6th, 2006 @ 3:08 pm
First of all, just say no to the really skinny jeans. All over Vogue there are these articles saying you can do modified skinny. (Thanks for your permission, Anna Wintour!) Me, I love my flared jeans, and I will.not.give.them.up. Sorry!! If anything, just do moderately straight legged jeans and you’ll be fine.
And oh Lord, I’m not much of a planner. I do more of a marathon sort of expedition - all day shopping, or whatever. Your plans for DH’s birthday sound spectacular, and so don’t sweat it - maybe make his favorite supper if it rains? It’s the little things, I believe, that make a birthday really special.
September 6th, 2006 @ 3:59 pm
girl i can relate…i’ve had a rocky 3 weeks…ugh! but change is constant…you can count on that..
September 6th, 2006 @ 9:14 pm
Planner who would like to be more spontaneous. Hey about the Plan B birthday thing… How about if you plan a picnic in the living room? You could build a fort with blankets draped over the couch and a couple of chairs, and sit underneath it and just enjoy a little cocoon for the two of you. A little cheese, some fruit, a glass or two or twelve of wine and you’re all set. You could even tape paper stars on the blankets to make it seem like you’re looking up into the night sky. Hokey, yes. Delightfully unexpected? Absolutely. Think about it — and whatever you do — have a great and hopefully less stressful rest of the week.
September 7th, 2006 @ 9:16 am
I am a self-proclaimed planner…and yet at the last minute I seem to wing everything because as well as being a planner, I am a procrastinator and I’m indecisive. I make millions of lists but then I won’t follow them. I plan out a menu each week: on one side of the paper are the days of the week with the dinner meal for each night and on the other side is the shopping list to go with the week’s meals. And then on Monday, after I get home from work and picking up the baby from daycare, I go and decide to make something totally and completely different. To make matters worse, my husband is the same!!
September 7th, 2006 @ 12:15 pm
I like to think I am a planner - I make lists, and think about the things I would like to do. Usually and unfortunately, the lists get stuffed to the bottom of the diaper bag, papers get written at midnight the night before they are do, and there are still boxes laying around the garage that need to be sorted and unpacked (and we have been here over a month now). I cannot stand the way I am unable to accomplish anything lately - moves take a lot out of a person! Don’t you think??
I hate the 80’s fashion thing - leggings - ugh - I hated them and thought they were ugly back when.
Hope you feel better soon.
September 7th, 2006 @ 3:19 pm
I’m a planner, even if it means planning to be spontaneous. I suck!
September 7th, 2006 @ 9:41 pm
Wing it baby, you’ll be beautiful! Hope your first day was great.
September 8th, 2006 @ 9:19 am
It’s transition time! Let’s all sing it together!
And what about those big belts over shirt. Eeeewwwwwww. Yucky! And I’d join a boycott of skinny jeans with you.
September 8th, 2006 @ 2:23 pm
I love you for your incredible imagery and way of weaving thoughts and pictures and scents and emotions together..but also for this. Real life. Told by you