Not Me! Monday

Let's confess. Doesn't your week sound something like mine? Read all about what I did NOT do, and remember, confession is good for the soul!

I did NOT say “turn off the piano” to my son. I know perfectly well that an upright piano cannot be turned off. My mind was NOT somewhere else. I CAN multitask with the best.

I did NOT stay up until 2 a.m. Sunday morning so I could finish a book. Nope. I treasure my beauty sleep more than I treasure reading a good book. It was NOT Liz Curtis Higgs’ “Fair is the Rose”.

I did NOT bemoan the fact that my husband’s mercies are not new every morning, quite contrary to God’s, when he nagged me once again to do something. It so does NOT take me weeks to clean up one messy pile (of many) in our room.

I did NOT really miss my 4-year-old son last night when I pushed a loaded grocery cart over the yellow rumble strip when leaving the grocery store. He does NOT absolutely love jiggling in the cart as it bumps over the rumble strip.

I did NOT come unglued when I got home from said grocery store and found my daughter wearing an angora sweater (that I’d just washed after it was worn outside in the muddy backyard), trying to clean white glue off her hands and general self. I did NOT go completely ballistic and ask hubby what in the world he was thinking, letting her have things she could make a mess with, especially since she was wearing said angora and is known for her ability to create a mess out of nothing, not to mention having full access to glue and glue sticks and pens, etc. Remember, I do NOT have problems whatsoever keeping my house spotless and keeping control of my tongue and my children’s behavior, and I do NOT feel completely overwhelmed with the slightest extra mess I have to clean up pronto else it becomes permanent. Nope. I’m one calm, cool, collected, and multitasking mother with perfect children and a perfect husband, not to mention a perfectly ordered and cleaned house. Ahem.