March Madness

So, there are a few things that have me scratching my head lately so I thought I would share.

First of all, has anyone ever gotten behind one of those rock hauling trucks/dump trucks in traffic? There is a sign usually placed on the back warning folks to stay back 100 feet. Here’s my issue…if I’m back 100 feet, there is no way I’m able to read that little sign. Secondly, if I’m sitting in traffic or passing you at some point it is kind of hard to stay back that 100 feet like is suggested. So, I understand that that is to prevent liability for the hauling company should something accidentally fly out of the truck and land on my windshield, but how can that be helped if I’m passing you? Does this mean that you should have full run of the road if you are on it? Please help me understand.

Next on my list is this. Is it just me, or are more and more people using the Castanza method for working. For those of you who weren’t big Seinfeld fans, the Castanza method is where you look really ticked off all the time and talk about how much you have to do in an effort to make your boss think you are really busy. In reality, you have nothing of substance to do. I’ve noticed a trend lately of people spending at least 20 minutes detailing how insanely busy they are and how they can’t seem to get it all done. In the back of my head I’m wondering how many people they’ve had this conversation with today. That’s 20 minutes each. It’s no wonder they can’t seem to get stuff done. I do things as they come up and get them off my plate as quickly as possible. That might be why I have so much downtime. I don’t drag it out. It’s also why I keep agreeing to take on more. I like being busy. It makes the day go by faster. That’s just me though.

Last but not least is this: If you are the chef at a nursing home and half your patients require help to eat, why on God’s green earth would you choose to serve sloppy joes? Are you trying to keep the laundry running? Maybe you just like the comical way they get the sandwich almost to their mouth before losing half of it down their shirts. I’m just thinking maybe you should re-evaluate your menu. I’m just sayin…


In the Running

You know what? I have a lot of friends who are “runners.” They train for this marathon and that marathon and are always busy because they have to prepare. Many of these are fine folks. I love them and they are good people. There are a couple, however, who enjoy making you feel small because you don’t “train” or run every day. They have this air of superiority about them like they are better than you. Let’s break this down into perspective though, shall we? While you got up at 4am to run your 5 miles I got up at 4am to get ready for work, prepare breakfast for my daughter, lunch for myself, walk the dog (twice), feed the cats, feed the bunny and feed the fishes. Then I left my house and worked for 8 hours. After work I went to the nursing home to look in on my mom and help her with supper. I got home around 6:30 or 7 that evening, prepared a meal for my own family and then went to bed by 9. That goes on for five days, then we get to the weekend. While you are running in your race, I have done ten loads of laundry, dusted the furniture, vacuumed, mopped, cleaned two bathrooms, cooked meals for my family, checked on my mom, done the grocery shopping and (if I’m lucky) washed the dog. You, however, just paid somebody to run down the street for a few hours. Congratulations. You must feel so accomplished. While you find accomplishment in your own body, I find it in spending time with my family, whom I love. Now, kindly lose your attitude.

While we are on the topic of self-important people, let’s talk about these women who have a litter of kids and want to talk about how difficult their lives are. Here’s the thing…having kids is tough. Perhaps if you didn’t figure that out after the first one and stop, like I did, then maybe #s 2 or 3 could have clued you in. The fact that you have multiple children and your life is a rat race does not make you any better or more accomplished than those of us who stopped at one offspring. I am not denying that you are losing your mind running around here and there taking care of all of them. It is hard. NO question. Please, however, don’t complain about it. You lost the right to complain after #3. I know, I’m a cold woman…perhaps…but I’m a woman with enough sense to know when to quit. I’m just sayin…