admitting defeat

by humanmama on July 25, 2011

I don’t know if it’s the weather, or what.

I just feel defeated today. And I usually am all “don’t worry, this gets better, you’ll wish you were here one day,” I know, but today? I just feel defeated.

The house is a wreck. And I’ve cleaned it top to bottom, i.e. have-the-new-neighbors-over clean, twice today. (Not “have-the-president-over” clean–that requires paint and tile and maybe new appliances. But definitely “have-friends-over” clean, and probably even “have-new-friends-over” clean).

My weight is up and I’ve tried so hard this week to do what I usually do when it’s up a bit: watch the snacking, work out more, more veggies and less chocolate. But it is definitely up.

My yard looks like we summered in Greece and accidentally didn’t turn on the sprinkler system. (*Note: this did not happen.) Everything is dry and cracked and  brown, the crabgrass is the only thing that’s growing and it’s taking over. Actually the crabgrass is growing so well that I might just put tomato cages around it and call it a tender perennial. How does “come over and look at my dandelion and crabgrass garden” sound? How about “here, try a bite of my wild onion crabgrass salad! It’s amazing.”

The most defeating thing about all of this is that it’s so hot I actually don’t care as much about any of these things as I would in September, or October. When you can cut through the wall of humidity outside and breathe. RRRrrrgh. I need a vacation. Or I need …something.

What do you do when you feel defeated? You better let me know.



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Jess July 25, 2011 at 8:52 pm

Okay, you are certifiable. And I’m talkin’ in the totally-crazy-off-your-ass way.

Let me share a little story…totally true, I assure you.

I have been in quite a funk lately. The kind of funk that needs medicated (or intoxicated…in my old age, though, I prefer the one that makes me pee the least). Anyways, I decided to brave the world and take the girls to the Mt. Leb story time today. I dread Mt. Lebanon. I’m the frumpy circus freak in the Land of the MILFs. I thinking this as I’m driving down Washington. It’s hard not to…beautiful people are freakin’ EVERYWHERE…when lo and behold, what do I see? My thought process: “Oh my, is that AJ getting into her vehicle? OMG, look at those legs!!! I would give an arm and a leg to fit into those teensy short shorts she’s wearing (okay, maybe not a leg…that would defeat the purpose). She can even pull off the hooker shoes that are all the rage now but make my feet look like stuffed pork chops. Good lord, please don’t let her be coming to story time, too. I will seriously wither away in shame, embarrassment, and self-loathing if I have to look at her perfect hair and body for 45 minutes.”

True story. No offense was intended in any of that. I can’t say anything about your house or yard (though I have a sneaking suspicion that if I were to see them, I’d have to report you for lying on your blog), but girl, rest assured: You look absolutely fantastic. (put that in bold, underline, and an amazing font) I’d love to be you, even if for just 5 minutes (I’d probably have to take those shoes off, though…I wouldn’t want to mess up your ankles for life :)


aj July 26, 2011 at 1:01 pm

that is AWESOME!! Truly made my day, you 50’s pin-up girl with the new hair. Also all shoes are wide or (ugh) DOUBLE wide from Easy Spirit. If they’re selling orthopedics this summer, that’s what I’m wearing. If they’re selling shoes with some fashion that fit me, well then THAT’S what I’m wearing. Thanks Jess, and you’re amazing.


holly July 25, 2011 at 9:11 pm

Remember that all parades must endure a little rain…and how much luckier I am than most people. Chocolate helps too. Chin up young person – life is good and no one laid on their deathbed wishing they spent more time working, cleaning or tending to a front yard. Hug the kids, eat some good food, watch a funny movie and be happy :)


Jessica July 25, 2011 at 10:34 pm

Thrift store shopping. You always find something, you always get excited over your find, and it only cost you $10. Works like a charm.


aj July 26, 2011 at 1:02 pm

oh, great, great idea. Retail therapy that doesn’t actually cost like traditional retail therapy. Love it!


Vickie July 27, 2011 at 7:33 pm

Do not let AJ fool you, her yard is far from what she describes. I would love to have half her talent and energy for mine! The only negative I see is that it sits next to my very neglected yard!

As for dealing with the feeling of defeat…. ICE CREAM! Preferably chocolate. Good all day, any day!


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