Sometimes I can be pretty dense. I now realize the universe was trying to tell me something when I was so stressed out having too much to do and figuring out who was going to take care of my kids I sat down and looked at my schedule.
You know, to award people with excellent life/work balance skills.
Yes universe, I finally get what you are throwing my way. I cannot do everything. I get it. It took me a while, but I finally understand. I am not happy about it. I want to do everything. I feel like I should do everything. Most days I feel like everybody needs me to do everything.
So today I go down my schedule and cancel the things that I cannot do and then take care of the things that I need to get done.
And when my kids get home from school I will play with them.
And when my husband gets home from work the family will go out to dinner and I will apologize to all of them for being such a crazy person.
I will work on managing my time better.
I will work on being there for my family instead of for everybody else.
I will find my work/life balance and I will go to that ceremony a different year, when I have earned the right to be there.
If you accidentally use the “Voice Control” function while meaning to use the “Voice Memo” app on my iPhone to record an idea for a post about how the mean lady at Whole Foods yelled at you when you said “No, I didn’t find everything I was looking for today. I couldn’t find the cilantro.” you will not record any message, but instead you will call Amalah.
I guess “Yelled at me” sounds like “Amy” if you are an iPhone.
So, Amy, I am sorry. I wasn’t prank calling you. I’m just really, really stupid.
And to you – mean lady at Whole Foods – if you didn’t want to know that I couldn’t find cilantro why did you ask me if I found everything okay in the first place?
Last night I was at choir rehearsal and we were working on a particularly difficult piece of music.
For Melissa, Lori, Elisa and Loralee it was the Mathias “Let the People Praise Thee, O God”, the piece that he wrote for Prince Charles and Lady Diana’s wedding.
For everybody else it sounds like this.
I’m a first alto and the the alto line looks like this
and this
If you are a vocalist you are cringing. If you are an instrumentalist you are wondering what my deal is. If you can’t read music you stopped reading this post five minutes ago.
Before we moved on to the next piece the director asked if we had any questions.
I turned to the lady on my right. I said “Yeah, can we sing something else?”
No response.
I turned to the girl on my left and I said “Yeah, I have a question. What the hell Mathias?”
If you accidentally use the “Voice Control” function while meaning to use the “Voice Memo” app on my iPhone to record an idea for a post about how the mean lady at Whole Foods yelled at you when you said “No, I didn’t find everything I was looking for today. I couldn’t find the cilantro.” you will not record any message, but instead you will call 
