Friday, 2 October 2015

On keeping calm and carrying on. And doing it with a smile.

Let's get personal. Let's tell it how it is.

We've got problems. Genuine, real life, First World problems, mind.

We've got problems like: the only way we can afford to regularly buy the raspberries and blueberries that the kids love to smear around the house is if I cut out my morning coffee habit. And that ain't happening.

We've got problems like: I've got a voucher to go to a day spa, but no time to go because I'm always translating, sorting laundry, preparing lessons and freaking out about my new job that has to fit somewhere in the middle of all the other stuff (hi there, new boss in your über modern, über intimidating, open-plan office space. I'm so going to über puke on my first morning).

You see what I mean.

So, we're pretty lucky. We've got luxury problems. Top-of-the-range problems. If our problems were on sale in the supermarket they'd be in the Tesco Finest* range (or Waitrose Essentials, depending on your demographic status).

Did I mention that I'm also two episodes behind watching The Great British Bake Off? If I miss the patisserie one because it gets taken off iPlayer...

I'm writing this as a kind of therapy because I get swept away with these and a million other situations that add up to make each day seem like a harried non-stop life-or-death egg-and-spoon race. I end up feeling like a shabby, knackered one-man-band, cleaning the bathroom with one hand, tapping away at the pc with the other and using my feet to find the last Hello Kitty plaster to put on an injury which is actually invisible to the naked eye. We've run out of milk, a tiger came and drank all the water from the tap, Isabel has to go to school WITH UNBRUSHED HAIR. The shame, the shame!

Calm. The. F*#k. Down.


My resolutions for this September (AKA Italian New Year) were:

1) Be thankful

2) REALLY be thankful

3) Don't judge or measure myself against others - who knows what shit is going on in their lives. It's not a competition. Run your own race (thank you Helen Jennings for the excellent video about this).

4) Ok is good enough (nobody is checking how clean it is under the sofa - mainly because I don't invite the kids of those mums over to play)

5) Deal with ACTUAL problems (did I mention hypothyroidism? Well, I'm getting on top of it)

6) Volunteer to help people with ACTUAL problems

7) Be thankful some more

8) Laugh, see friends, drink tea, eat Kit Kats, wallow in Eastenders and do other stuff I love. Without feeling guilty.

There you have it. No more panicking, no more worrying and no more shame. Let's make each day less of an egg-and-spoon race at knife point and more of an upbeat, light-footed and carefully coordinated relay. The end.

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