I have always been the person who doesn’t (usually) have problems asking for help. But for some reason, I have had a problem with this move and the new job. I don’t know why. The only reason I can think of is that I am trying to prove to myself that I can do it and I can do it alone. I have hung things in my house and worked up a small garden (without a tiller) without any help from anyone but me! I have moved many boxes and even furniture, by myself. Proving to myself I can be quite self-sufficient when I want to.

Let me say, between changing jobs and moving in 2 ½ weeks my life has been a little crazy. Worse than the normal crazy anyway. I have failed to do a few things that I’m usually pretty good at. As you may know, one of my pet peeves is people who say they will do something and then fail to do so. I have unfortunately, been that person. To those I have failed I apologize. As much as everyone believes it, I really am not Superwoman. I admit I have been overwhelmed to say the least. But you know what? It’s o.k. Even I have to learn my limitations and I am coming to terms with that.

I have always been the person who doesn’t (usually) have problems asking for help. But for some reason, I have had a problem with this move and the new job. I don’t know why. The only reason I can think of is that I am trying to prove to myself that I can do it and I can do it alone. I have hung things in my house and worked up a small garden (without a tiller) without any help from anyone but me! I have moved many boxes and even furniture, by myself. Proving to myself I can be quite self-sufficient when I want to.

When you are a strong person, emotionally, it is sometimes hard to ask for help about or with anything. This is because an image has been established of being that Superwoman and when I fail to meet my own very high standards for myself, well it’s tough.

But you know what makes everything better? Getting to spend time with my grandson of course! Last Friday night I picked up Japanese food at Ocko’s in Stuttgart and Bethany and I had supper together. I got to help bathe Holden, feed him some baby food and then when it was time for bed, he wouldn’t do like he normally does and just go to sleep. No, Grandma was there and he knew that one of the best thing Grandma does is rock him and sing him to sleep. So that’s what I did. It is as relaxing and calming for me as it is him. The only problem is I can’t get up out of the rocker and put him in bed without waking him up, so Bethany comes in and takes him and puts him in bed. The crib is so tall that I can never put him in it easily, I’m just too short. I have to get on my tiptoes just to get him out. I guess I’m gonna have to put a lil footstool by the crib. I suspect he will outgrow me before he hits first grade.

I’ve been told the reason people like my column is because they can relate to it. That does my heart good. So, if you have been having some issues with mountains that don’t want to move or forgotten an important deadline, know that you aren’t alone.

Until next time...