Who Me? No, Not Me!

Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by MckMama. You can head over to her blog to read what she and everyone else has not been doing this week.

Here are my stunning confessions for the week beginning with the fact that I was lamenting my Monday morning schedule until I remembered that today was "Not Me! Monday." This gave me the strength to get through my morning knowing that I could write this post (and actually post it on Monday) in my spare time after I got my kids ready for the day. Thanks, MckMama, for giving me something to be excited about this morning.

After my daughter needed to be hospitalized again last weekend and I wasn't even close to being caught up on my housework (laundry) and she needed transferred to her specialists 3 hours south of our home, I did not run home, pick out my favorite outfits (clean or not-mostly not), shove them into a bag, and run back to my daughter's room where the ambulance was already waiting. I also did not look at all the things I needed to bring and say to the ambulance driver "How much stuff can we fit into the ambulance? This bag? My suitcase? That bag?" All to which he did not reply, "You can even take that bag if you like." What a gem!

The next morning, I went to the showering facility in the sleep lab - that's where the hot water is. After preparing for my shower and running the water until it was warm, I realized that in my haste to pack a bag at home I had not brought any soap or shampoo with me. Did I panic? No! Someone else left their bodywash next to the sink and I did not say a prayer of thankfulness to God that this would not have to be a rinsing shower only. I was not so excited that I actually got to lather, rinse and repeat (if necessary). You may be saying, "Yuck, I would never do that, with all the germs out there!" However, since I do not regularly carry personal-sized hand sanitizer and lysol spray in my purse, it was no problem.

Later the next day, after talking to the doctor about my daughter's condition and feeling a little sad, I did not eat an entire 8-pack of mini candy bars in one sitting. And, when the nurse came to check on us, I did not grab all the wrappers and hide them really quick hoping she wouldn't see. She was so nice and pretended not to see me hiding my stash.

Finally, just this morning, when I could not find a brush anywhere, I did not just finger comb my other daughter's hair this morning before school because I didn't want her to be late. After all, we just got home from the hospital this weekend and we are giving IV antibiotics every 6 hours - in the middle of the night too. I certainly am not too tired to care about the location of our many hairbrushes. We got breakfast, vitamins, dressed properly, teeth brushed, and found our backpack. Who cares about hair that much, right?

There you have it. My week in a nutshell. If I ever get my act together, I won't be able to participate. So I think I will just bask in the fact that I am not perfect and keep my pencil ready to jot down all the things that I do not do this week.