Confessions of a Control Freak
I used to be a control freak. Some of you who know me are probably scoffing and saying, “used to?”, but seriously, I am evolving. If there was ever a case for evolution, I would make a good study. Having a baby around definitely makes you rethink your priorities. I have been noticing it in the little things, and I thought I'd share a few examples:
Control Freak Me: I have to take a shower! I'm going to check the mail – people will see me!
Less-of-a-Control-Freak Me: I have to take a shower... sometime...
Control Freak Me: You're not going to eat that right, it was on the floor!
Less-of-a-Control-Freak Me: At least pick the cat hair off.
Control Freak Me: We must eat three healthy square meals every day!
Less-of-a-Control-Freak Me: I think I forgot about lunch... and possibly breakfast.
Control Freak Me: Saturday is cleaning day! Top to bottom!
Less-of-a-Control-Freak Me: We have guests coming over! Get the vacuum!
Control Freak Me: Why wouldn't you do laundry every week?
Less-of-a-Control-Freak Me: Are you sure you can't wear your boxers inside out?
And finally...
Control Freak Me: We're going to be late if we don't leave now!
Less-of-a-Control-Freak Me: We're going to be late if we don't leave now!
Ok, so I haven't changed completely, but life's too short to be a complete control freak. The baby, health changes, and other things are slowly teaching me to lighten up and relax about things. It's a fun, crazy, exhausting adventure, and I am loving it. But please don't make me late.
Control Freak Me: I have to take a shower! I'm going to check the mail – people will see me!
Less-of-a-Control-Freak Me: I have to take a shower... sometime...
Control Freak Me: You're not going to eat that right, it was on the floor!
Less-of-a-Control-Freak Me: At least pick the cat hair off.
Control Freak Me: We must eat three healthy square meals every day!
Less-of-a-Control-Freak Me: I think I forgot about lunch... and possibly breakfast.
Control Freak Me: Saturday is cleaning day! Top to bottom!
Less-of-a-Control-Freak Me: We have guests coming over! Get the vacuum!
Control Freak Me: Why wouldn't you do laundry every week?
Less-of-a-Control-Freak Me: Are you sure you can't wear your boxers inside out?
And finally...
Control Freak Me: We're going to be late if we don't leave now!
Less-of-a-Control-Freak Me: We're going to be late if we don't leave now!
Ok, so I haven't changed completely, but life's too short to be a complete control freak. The baby, health changes, and other things are slowly teaching me to lighten up and relax about things. It's a fun, crazy, exhausting adventure, and I am loving it. But please don't make me late.
I love you:)
ReplyDeleteAh, my daughter, you are evolving, kids'll do that to you :) I love the cleaning one - you kids used to ask me when I went into cleaning mode, "who's coming over?"
ReplyDeleteI love you, too! You write beautifully!! Mom
Hey cousin,
ReplyDeleteI love reading your blog and being able to see what's going on in your life even from a distance. Your thoughtfulness and your beautiful writing style often make me cry. I'm totally blown away by what God is doing in your life and Zach's life. It's amazing that God is teaching you to be less control-freakish, because that's exactly what I've been learning this past year... and I've still got a long ways to go, but I have made progress. It's funny how we could both be learning the same thing, but in two very different ways. Remember all those hours we spent as kids in your room in the basement? And how often we butted heads? :) Probably because we were both strong control freaks already! Love ya!