I am quite literally losing my mind. I am getting dumber by the minute. I’m going to go ahead and attribute this drastic decrease in brain function to the fact that my day revolved around peanut butter sandwiches and nap schedules. Yes, that’s right. My children are making me stupid. I have a few key events that have led me to believe I am no longer the quick, smart young whippersnapper I once was.
Here’s the first one: I suggested to my mother in law that we meet for lunch. She named the town, I picked the restaurant. Except the restaurant I chose was not in that town. And I know this. But why, then, did I drive to aforementioned town anyway? Why did I completely forget that a restaurant I frequently visit was in a different town, and proceed to drive AWAY from it? Luckily, my mother in law loves me enough to overlook my geographical ineptitude.
Speaking of geography, I had another mishap just this morning driving back to Bath. Now, for those of you who don’t know, we just moved from Bath to Boothbay, which is a mere 35 minute drive. I take this drive at least three times a week. So, why then, did I go down the wrong road without realizing it for FIFTEEN minutes?? After dropping the kids off at daycare, I headed to Bath for a meeting. I was enjoying the foliage, and I noticed how pretty the scenery was. When I questioned myself on whether or not I recognized the buildings I passed by, I assumed I had just never noticed them, since I’m usually driving around with the kids and they are highly distracting individuals.
And finally, what’s putting me over the edge here is my new love for the television show, Scandal. Thanks to that show, I have two serious problems: A) All I do in my free time is binge watch Netflix and B) I believe everything is a conspiracy. I refused to let the doctor give my kids flu shots yesterday because I had to “look into it”. This was not odd in itself, except we have given the kids flu shots all along. I also had a panic attack about the fluoride treatments the dentist prescribed to Harrison.
So, what is it?? Am I not getting enough sleep? Does stay at home motherhood do this to everyone? Do I need to get out and find other human beings who don’t spend their days chasing around tiny humans? Hopefully I’ll find my direction soon-both literally and figuratively.