It went something like this....
Having disrobed, leaving my pile of clothes next to the girls as they too got ready for our nightly shower, I headed toward my closet...then I heard, "mommy, why are your underwears so big?" (emphasis on under-WEARS and SO). Within moments 20 thoughts popped into my head....
"Good question, why ARE my underwear so big? I've gone granny. The sex appeal factor is out the door. I'm getting ancient, this is probably why I noticed a wrinkle above my knee yesterday, granted, I had to flex my knees to see it, but I swear that wasn't there two years ago. Maybe if I worked out I'd want to wear cute small undies. I vow to buy better underwear. I vow to work out. I vow to bring sexy back to my undies drawer."
Then I turned around and saw that the SO big undies were in fact boy shorts, and kind of cute and sexy ones at that. HA. Note to self, don't be neurotic. But, point was made, that nice undies are a must, New Year's resolution mental note, clean undies drawer and pull out all the uglies and put too huge granny undies in emergency stash hiding place somewhere out of reach (because I DO in fact have them, despite not wearing them right then).
Mental note number two, to avoid above said mind ramblings and try to refocus, prioritize, and stay slightly more sane (not really going for healthy, but don't want to be committed), daily meditation is a must for 2009. I haven't done it since 2003, but I still remember how centered it made me feel (after overcoming the initial feeling that it was kind of odd and my whirling mind worrying about my laundry, cat litter box, parking tickets and other worthless things all during meditation.) Must center self...must center self....must center self.....
Signed, ME {lv}
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