Archive for October, 2011

It started out as a typical day.

I showered, dressed, made the bed and headed for my kids’ bedrooms. As I do every weekday morning, I helped my 3 year-old get into her school clothes. After dressing my 2 year-old as well, we went downstairs for breakfast. I saw them off and headed to my office to start my work day.

Like I said, it was a typical day. Everything proceeded normally until that night, as we prepared for bed. I went to my daughter’s dresser to get her changed. The pair of pajamas she’d worn the night before, her “Daddy’s Princess” green footy ones with the white polka dots, was missing….

My husband loves sports cars. My daughter, 3 years old, has been watching him with curiosity, taking mental notes.

I know this because she recently said to me, “Someday, I’m going to drive a race car with no top on it.”

So, the kid wants a convertible. Oy vey.

A few weeks ago, she accompanied me to a yard sale that featured a bunch of kids’ stuff. We went there seeking gently used toys.

When we walked up, I saw it first….

Yesterday I barely made it to Zumba class.

As the 5:30pm class time approached I kept glancing at the clock.

At 4:45pm I told myself that I needed to get my workout clothes on.

I didn’t move.

At 5:00pm, I reminded myself to get up and get dressed because I needed to leave in 15 minutes. Instead, I continued to be rooted in my chair, trying to figure out how to get some video files off my camera and onto the computer. Not an urgent task but one I wanted to finish in order to feel a sense of completion for the day.

At 5:15pm I told myself if I didn’t leave this exact moment I would not be able to find a spot in the class.

I still did not move.

At 5:25pm I realized, with a mixture of relief and regret…