I’m all about celebrating my life’s little imperfections when I write. I see it as my way of getting my quirks, and inefficiencies out in the open where I can see them…and TAKE THEM DOWN! So, I have a new one to share with you today. You’ve already heard about my laundry woes, and my garbage day tragedy. So today, I’m read to share with you, my daily morning madness.
It always seems to take ages for me to curate ideas to blog about. But, when an idea hits…it hits me hard.
So, here goes nothing.
Three days ago, I pulled into my driveway, put the car in park, and applied my emergency brake. I have to use the emergency brake, since our driveway is on such a steep slope. As I released my hand off the brake, my eyes lingered across this little storage spot I have set aside for myself in my car. Before I reached for the car door handle, I found myself laughing at myself…like, out loud. So, I reached in my purse for my phone, and I took a picture of this little ‘storage container’ as a way to document the birth of a quirky blog post idea. At last! I had a new blog post idea, all I needed now was the right energy and head space to get the ideas to flow. It would take three more days, but I was lucky enough to find myself in a wee-predicament while on my way to work. An unexpected car-swap with my husband, catapulted this blog post into action.
Storage spot, you ask?
Yes, storage spot (snicker).
Be patient. I’ll get you there. I can’t make the explanation about my little storage spot the least bit understandable, unless I take a moment to share my MORNING MADNESS with you.
How many of you love waking up to a new day, so that you can take on the world and conquer all?!?! We are superheroes after all, right? Right.
Okay, I’ll be honest. I might feel more inclined to conquer the world if I didn’t lose a third of my total energy in the first 60 minutes of my day.
Our household’s relentless, morning routine is is nothing short of painful and helpless. We pretty much live out the motion picture, “Groundhog Day” routine every day, day-after-day.
Like many of you, rounding up kids and coaching them through morning routines occupies huge amounts of our time, and almost all of our mental energy (at least I hope it gets you too).
For me, it all starts with my 15-year old daughter. She has to be up, ready, and out the door for 7:25AM. It seems to be taking her the entire school year, to sort-out the appropriate wake-up time necessary for her to complete her routine. She has failed miserably in gauging the time it will take her to get out of bed, shower, get dressed, and execute her lengthy make-up routine (this becomes a pivotal point later).
Conveniently, she always seems to come up short in time, leaving-out breakfast and lunch preparations, so that I can do it…or opt to let her starve…which I have done. On occasion, she might even run so late that she needs a ride to her bus stop. After a few missed bus incidents, she now knows she’s on her own, catching the city bus if every she misses the bus altogether. But I’ll tell you this about my teenager…she is squeaky clean, bright-eyed and stunning after her thorough beautifying routine. There are various stages in her morning routine, where you will find me hollering at her reminding her, that she needs to get up earlier to allow for the time she needs. I have also suggested that she trim down the number of duties for her ridiculous routine. But seriously, we’ve been through this morning-glory about 112 times (wait, how many days of school have we had so far this year?).
SIDE NOTE: I would just like to thank some of you in advance for all of your helpful parenting advice (😬🤪), which you are likely to leave me in the comment section below.
Next comes my 11-year old son. He is lovely indeed. He’s got a heart of gold, and he’s one of the hardest working kids I know. However…he has significant difficulty with his short term memory. Perhaps some of you can relate to this at a very real level. My son does pretty well when he works off of a to-do list, but eventually he still needs me to spot-check on what stage he’s at (like every 5 minutes or so). I get pretty lucky if he’s had a good sleep and he’s not at his baseline mood of, Grizzly bear. At any rate, there’s plenty of mental energy I lose to facilitating his process every morning too.
Most of you at this point are thinking, yah-yah, we all go through it. Well, just you wait a minute, I’m not finished yet. The third variable to my morning routine, is my 4-year son.
SIDE NOTE, again: Yes, I do realize you’ve all figured out the large gap between the 11 year old and the 4 year old (lol). It’s okay if you snickered or grinned once you thought about that.
Interestingly, my little guy provides the least amount of resistance (for now). Coupled with that, I do have very reasonable and realistic expectations of my 4-year old. This enables me to persevere through the coaching and support he requires (😬😕) at his stage of development. I am trying some new tactics with my little man, hoping that he’s more self-sufficient than his older siblings by the time he is 6 years old (sigh 😔).
So the reality of me getting ready for work in the morning become almost laughable. In light of the relentless routine of monitoring and prompting my kids, I never have time to get myself 100% ready for work. Like my teenager, I always seem to come up short. Yes, I could wake up at 5:30 AM. However, I typically go to bed late, because of ‘homework’ I’ve got to prepare for work the next day. And to be perfectly honest, I insist on staying-up to have ME time, and hubby time, after all of my lovelies have gone to bed (😁).
I decided back in October, that waking up at 5:30AM was unacceptable and I wasn’t going to surrender to that reality. So instead, I decided I would move my morning make-up routine to the car. Each day, after I have survived the morning at the house, I hop into my car, drop-off the 4-year old at daycare, and head off to work. No, I do not do my make-up while driving. I pull into the parking lot, park the car, then proceed to ‘put my face on’. After that, I am ready to take-on the world!! I march into work, cool-as-a-cucumber(😂🤣😂🤣😂)
Before I sign-off here, I just have to go back to the part of this story that propelled me into writing this post today. It was that unexpected car-swap with my husband. On Friday, my husband wanted to drive my car for the day, since he had a long drive ahead of him and didn’t want to drive his…beater. Of course I complied and was happy to let him drive the Rav for his 2-hour journey. I hopped into the Nissan, I got to the first traffic light, and my heart skipped a little beat. I looked down into the deep, empty, cavernous cup holder before me. The Nissan cup holder did not house my make-up…only my Rav could do that. I was off to work, with only the eyeliner and lip gloss in my purse. It was at this moment, I knew I was ready to write about my little make-up secret and the special little make-up storage space – my car cup holder. There you have it!
Here is where you validate all of my insecurities about having such an inefficient morning routine, and you tell me you are exactly the same way! Ready, set, go!