If you know me at all, you know that I'm extremely put together.
And that's not me gloating about being some sort of fashionable superwoman, it's my attempt of softening the gross fact that I'm ridiculously OCD about everything. I have list upon list for things (the one on my desk now is for Christmas Day brunch). I actually made a color coded spreadsheet for Christmas gifts this year, complete with functions totaling expenditures and cells changing colors as status' change between purchased, shipped, wrapped, etc. I have store coupons organized by expiration date. God I'm a dork...but I've got my shit together.
Until lately....
I'm not exactly sure what the issue is. I've been waking up with headaches, so worse-case scenario is a brain hemorrhage or something...but my beau seems to chalk it up to holiday stresses. This is my first Christmas with a "family", house, big family gathering, and children to Santa for....so I of course want it perfect. I started shopping before Halloween. (Yes, I realize there's more wrong with me than the OCD).
Anyhow...as of the past week I've been completely incapable of remembering things or forming intelligent thought, ok..let's be honest forming basic common sense thought. Let me list some of 'Katy's greatest "DUH" Moments' this past week:
* Just yesterday I was flipping out and tearing the house apart after I was sure that I lost my huge 2-month expense check from work. I was opening silverware drawers and the dishwasher (yea, it'll be in there, dummy) to find this check. I remembered having it, but couldn't even remember what day that was... I began wondering the strangest things (notice how your brain...or maybe just my brain, immediately goes to the most absurd and improbable outcome in these scenarios). "I wrapped gifts this weekend." Could I have wrapped it in with someone's present? "I drove my car this weekend" Could it have been in the visor and flown out the window? (Not likely I'm sporting the window breeze in the 9 degree freezing December temps of Upstate NY).
* The previous morning I was a half-hour late for work because I couldn't find my car keys. Not in my purse. Not in my work bag. Not in my shoes, the dishwasher (not sure why I keep checking there), under the bed, the laundry... I was freaking out. I called my Mr. and told him to drive home and grab me because I wasn't going to be able to take my car due to having the one set of keys I own vanish. I even made him call the school and have the kids go through their bags in case I accidentally packed them in there. Seriously? What's wrong with me?
* And the best, and biggest "DUH/blonde" moment I've had in awhile puts me in my master bathroom while my Mr. and his daughter are watching TV in our bedroom. The bathroom door was closed because I was about to take a shower before bed. The shower's running, and I'm undressing to get in. Something catches my attention for a mere moment and before I know it I'm standing in the shower with my bra on. COME ON!!!!
I couldn't help but laugh hysterically at myself as I threw my sopping wet bra over the side of the shower curtain. Of course my Mr. and Magoo were banging on the door trying to figure out what happened.
Everything worked out despite my swearing the house was haunted with a trick-playing poltergeist. My expense check was in my office desk. My keys were in the bottom of my work bag. And my bra...well...it dried eventually.
I feel much better about things today...and stuff happens in 3's right?? So hopefully I'm in the clear for a while.
Ever have any of those moments?? Share!! I don't want to feel alone here in my brain dead holiday zone-out.
xo
Katy
