caution – brain slowly seeping intelligence!
Before leaving Australia for Dubai, I had to do a lot of work on controlling my thoughts and keeping that increasingly empty space in my head positive! I say increasingly empty as it appears that as I continue to stay at home rather than going to work, my head seeps a little bit of intelligence everyday. I can give you a really quick example to illustrate…
Sparky’s (AKA my lovely little 9-year-old girl) school sent home a note to say that there would be a Halloween themed bake sale and that we should all bake. Inwardly I groaned and my thoughts said “don’t even bother… the other ‘good’ mums will take care of that”.
I quickly identified this thought, determined it was that of a total slacker and I changed it to “what a great chance to make some cakes and lick the bowl with no interruptions” 🙂 So I dutifully schlepped it to the enormous supermarket down the road and wandered the isles seeking something slightly healthy to use and eventually giving up and going for the corn syrup, sugar and hydrogenated fat loaded pre-made icing and lollies. Anyway, I digress… the point of this story is to say that Sparky and I dutifully punched out 12 fabulous looking cupcakes crawling with jelly worms and presented them to my lovely hubby for approval. To which he quietly muses “I wonder why they didn’t have the sale next week when it is actually Halloween?”
I freeze… gulp… and nonchalantly state that “I’m pretty sure it was for tomorrow…” whilst reaching for my phone to double-check the email.
And of course, the sale is indeed next week. I immediately start to panic as my husband is looking at me with that mixture of “did I really marry this chick” and “she makes me laugh because she is so vague” that I have come to recognise way too much over the past couple of months.
Where has my mind gone?? Why am I incapable of even reading an email correctly? And what does this mean for my children.
So, I have had to tune into the thoughts swirling around this sad, tired brain, which largely centre around “you should not even be allowed out the front door at the moment” and “no wonder Chubs (AKA my little one year old boy) still bashes his head on the door of the cubby because he still can’t work out he’s taller than it – he’s inherited your brain”…
I have had to identify these thoughts, hunt them down and acknowledge that they are certainly not true in any way, shape or form, and I still have a lot to offer society. (maybe…)
My positive mantra today each time one of these thoughts is identified and classified is – “my brain will switch back on and be restored to its former glory”, accompanied by a state change of 10 squats.
I’m secretly hoping that the squats more than the mind control strength is what will most help with keeping this round of damaging thoughts at bay… and hey, if they don’t, I’ll have a great butt to go with my somewhat intelligence challenged brain!
Till next time – keep it positive my lovely friends.