I am obsessed with checking the 'best before' and 'expired' dates on all food packaging. I freak out if I eat something, only to realize after I ate it, that it had expired. I tend to freak out more if I have consumed something that has 'expired' because 'best before' does not sound as scary, you know?
I think I spend too much money on dry cleaning my clothes. But they say 'dry clean only' on them, so I have no other choice. Except, since I do spend so much money dry cleaning my clothes, shouldn't I instead just buy a few new outfits a week so I don't have to spend money on dry cleaning? Wouldn't that make sense? Also? Why is that every time I wear something that is just back from the cleaners my children will of course get me all dirty with their chocolate covered hands?
I don't understand how a week after I re-organize my cloest, and hang things up in a neat orderly fashion by colour, type of shirt, length of sleeves, it looks like a disaster again? Why can't I just keep my closet looking good? And why, even though there is literally no more room in my walk-in closet, do I complain that I have nothing to wear?
Why, even though I leave tons of toys and the TV on for my baby in the morning in my room so I can use to washroom in peace, does he come in to hang out with me while I'm trying to get ready? As much as I love him, it takes me at least an extra 20 minutes to get ready because I have to keep picking him up to move him away from the toilet. Why can't I just come to terms with the fact that I actually have to wake up before he does to get myself ready?
And why do I complain I am so tired when my boys usually go to bed at a decent hour, when I could just go to bed at the same time as them, but instead, I stay up to blog and then read and then finally go to bed at 1 a.m ?
Why is it that even though we have every toy and book imaginable in our house, my boys want to play or use the same thing at the exact same time causing a battle and tears? Why is that?
And why is it that the only time I'll forget the diaper bag at home, or simply not take it with me because we're only going to the grocery store, will be the one time my baby will most certainly need his diaper changed? Argh, I hate using public bathrooms to change my baby!
And really? Why is dieting so darn hard?