And now back to our regularly scheduled programing. After taking last Monday off from Not Me! Monday, I am back in action. In case you haven't been introduced to Not Me! Monday, yet, here are a few details. This fun game originated with MckMama. Here are the rules to playing, but in sum, you just list a lot of things you "didn't" (read: actually did) do this weekend/past week. All in the name of admitting that we all make mistakes and aren't perfect.
This past week..
I did not make it my Lenten goal to go to church every weekend. I did not only make it 3 times (including Easter). =(
I certainly did not fall asleep at 9 pm on Friday night. Boy and I are young and vibrant and in the prime of our lives. I would never fall asleep that early on a weekend.
I did not have a near panic attack at my grandma's house yesterday because everyone in my family likes to talk at once and not only is the noise deafening, it makes me really anxious. I did not numb my anxiety with half a bottle of wine and six chocolate eggs.
My mother did not buy Cheeto (my indoor cat) a harness and leash so he could run around the backyard while she was doing yardwork. Cheeto did not hate every minute of it and refuse to be walked around like a dog. He did not sit down in the middle of the yard and not budge until I picked him up and ended the debacle. It was not entirely hysterical!
I certainly did not get yelled at in church Sunday morning for talking with my sister BEFORE mass even started. I did not let this woman make me feel like I was ten years old.
(This was absolutely ridiculous! I was telling my sister how to get her gluten free communion while the choir was singing as they always do before mass on Easter. The lady behind us rolled up her song sheet and hit me on the arm and screeched, "I can't hear the service!" [I'm pretty sure she meant the choir] but...EVERYONE else in the church was still filtering in and saying hello and greeting family and friends. I was baffled and humiliated and it was completely ridiculous. The woman was only in her 40s or 50s, its not like she was a batty 80 year old that you would expect this out of. After she hit me, I just turned around and almost died. I mean...what could I say, "Listen, "B*tch. I'm an adult. You don't admonish another adult like that. A polite, "ladies could you keep it down, id like to hear the choir," would have worked. You don't need to wack me with a song sheet." I mean--we were in church, it wasn't the time for my snarky side to come out. But still---the whole thing was utterly ridiculous!)
Okay, that is about all for this week. Anything you didn't do this past week?