Stream of consciousness

December 9, 2008

Do you know how long it takes me to write one post?  Forever.  I don’t know if that’s because I am so anal retentive and perfectionistic that I refine every word to the nth degree or…uh…I don’t know what else.  Clearly I have a problem.

I read a bajillion blogs and I think lots of blog writers have a supernatural ability to just let their thoughts roll off their fingertips, press “publish” and voila, they’re done.  I’m not sure if “the ability to write a quick and easy blog post” was included in Commandment #10 (Exodus 20:17), but if so, I break it on a regular basis.

On a somewhat unrelated note, stuff is falling through the cracks around here.  I used to be organized.  I used to have chore day every Saturday and clean every square inch of the house until it sparkled.  Then I had kids and now I consider myself lucky if the bathroom doesn’t smell like an adolescent boys’ locker room.  Notice I didn’t say anything about the bathroom being clean–if that were the case, it would be almost freakishly surreal–I’m just glad when it doesn’t reek to high heaven.

And my poor husband.  He doesn’t ask for much, you know.  This weekend he was about to iron a bunch of his own shirts because, well, even though my dad just installed a handy dandy ironing board which hides away in the wall, I’m still an ironing misfit.  So I told Brian I’d iron those shirts for him.  And did I?  No.  Totally forgot.  But I’m pretty proud of myself because I came up with a good solution.  That would be the dry cleaners.  (Now that we’re out of debt, I decided I’d splurge a little.)  I drove up, handed them 8 shirts, paid $10 and drove away.  I DIDN’T EVEN HAVE TO GET OUT OF THE CAR.  That alone was worth $10.  Because do you know how much of a pain it is to load and unload umpteen children forty times a day?

Speaking of children, my 2-year-old is yelling from the other room, “Moooooo-ooooommmmmmyyyyy!” over and over and over again.  I guess he’s done with his nap.

And now I’m going to do something I have never done before.  I’m going to hit the “publish” button and I’M NOT EVEN GOING TO READ OVER THIS POST A SINGLE TIME.

I know.  Call me crazy.

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Comments

3 Responses to “Stream of consciousness”

  1. Annie Laurie
    December 10th, 2008 @ 2:00 pm

    Well, as someone who spends far too many hours grading papers for spelling and grammar, I give you a five out of five for this one!

    In the spirit of James 5:16, I would like to whisper quietly that I don’t even own an iron. I should. I should iron my dress slacks occasionally. I pretend that no one notices, since we all wash our clothes by hand in brown water in the bathtub anyway….

    And in the spirit of your post, I will try to keep myself from obsessively re-reading this comment before (and after – yes, I’m that pathetic) I hit the “submit” button.

  2. Sheri
    December 12th, 2008 @ 12:44 pm

    Amy,
    This post struck a note with me! You are NOT alone–I too struggle with writing–as a result I have one post on my blog. It is not that I have nothing to say–I struggle for many hours more than it is worth to make sure everything is “just so”.

    I admire you for just writing and going for it. I need to do the same so that I can get my blog off its feet. Thank you for the inspiration!!

    By the way, in the end–do you think we will worry much about our dishes, bathrooms, and perfectionistic writing? I doubt it. Of course it isn’t “our way” (perfectionist) to just let it go completely–but if we could just be free of being overly compulsive about it–we might have a little peace!

    Thanks again! I’m gonna try to just publish a post–soon.
    :)
    Sheri
    PS–I couldn’t help it–I looked this over twice. What a vicious cycle! LOL!

  3. Indy
    January 2nd, 2009 @ 9:41 am

    You are an amazing writer…I can’t imagine you feeling insecure about that.

    BTW…I just re-read your 61 Random Things post and I could totally relate with you. One sad thing though is that I didn’t skip kindergarten, I was actually retained (not because I was too dumb, though)…I too will share my testimony with blogville one day soon!

    And yes, I obsess over my writing but most of the time I just press POST and then realize I have to edit. Stinks to suffer from perfectionism (or like you say commit that sin).

    Be blessed!

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