The power of my new jeans brought me a grateful puppy, compliments from my hubby, and the squeals of delight of my son. Yes people these jeans were magical and transforming. But how you wonder. Because they were my "short-term" goal jeans. I bought them last week in hopes of fitting into them soon. They are two sizes down from jeans I bought this past summer. So I washed them and then tried them on for a fit and they fit. Not perfectly, but not where I have to lay on my bed and exhale all my breath (girls may understand that sentence more than the guys :) So today I put them on and it was pure magic. I smiled, I felt pleased with my efforts. I haven't bought this size since my honeymoon (summer of 2003!!!) If you can do math or at least "Suzy math" that means I subtracted approximately eight and a half years. Wow! I am a girl back in my twenties and not a bedraggled mom in her thirties - no wonder I had a smile. But not only did the confidence that these jeans radiate cause me to smile but those around me. I had lost some of my "control". I've admitted to several people that recently I have started to "recall/remember" my spontaneous side. As I've grown older and trying to keep chaos to a minimum I've adopted a lot of "routines" and schedules to help keep things in line. Organization is good - routines can be helpful. However as Julia Roberts as Vivian in "Pretty Woman" said " I would say I'm a kinda fly by the seat of your pants gal, you know moment to moment." Once upon a time I was a fly by the seat of your pants and loved chaos. It was challenging to think of my feet. And somewhere in the twists and turns of life I let go of chaos and clung to routine. Which it was good to get organized but sad to leave such a huge part of my personality in the years of yesterday. So today with my supermom jeans I let today guide me, I let logic and practicality take a backseat.
This afternoon I texted my hubby if he wanted to run to a discount warehouse store instead of him picking up the couple of necessary items on the grocery list. That's right in a day of spontaneous actions we threw out the list! We had no dinner planned as our eggplant curry would be without eggplant or with spoiled eggplant and we decided skip the curry! My dog Belle came inside and she was covered in grass!!! She has been wriggling on the weirdest things lately. I thought it was because she wanted to share her scent or pick up the new scent. So as I grabbed her brushing mitt and stepped outside with her and my toddling little boy. I realized she is shedding and rubbing her fur against anything to get rid of her winter coat. So I brushed and brushed, and petted and petted. (In my new supermom jeans no less !) Then I noticed I don't let my son play outside enough and decided today is the day to remedy that. (even though he just had a bath not even five hours earlier) But no fear of mess on a day that welcomes flexibility and chaos if it comes. He loves to play in the bath and sneaks off to play in the dog's water dish. With a beautiful day outside happening and my dog's fur flying in the wind; today is the day where I have promised my son that he could play in a basin of a water, make a mess, and be a kid. I grabbed the supplies and let him have at it. Since I was outside I decided to take a little time and start raking our yard of all our "gifts" from our stupid rubber gum trees or whatever they're called. It gets daunting to think of doing the whole yard so if its all or nothing. Nothing usually wins. But today something was better than nothing. We don't use our yard enough. My dog wants to be chased but I trip on those li'l gifts from the trees. Today I started to clear a patch for Drew to wander and Belle to lounge. As I raked up my five small piles (still in a sweater and my supermom jeans!) and watched over my son giggle in pure delight and sit in soaking wet pants my dog Belle laid down in the center of the freshly raked piles. She looked at me with puppy dog eyes and bowed her head in a show of gratitude. Then my hubby came home as I was giving my son his second bath of the day and that is when the compliments poured in. What I accomplished today, that he had a happy son and dog (and somewhat cat - but can we really tell when the cat is happy since he does whatever he wants whenever he wants all the time?). We hit our warehouse shopping without list and managed to cover dinners for tonight and most of the week . We got home and I hacked up a fresh pineapple - all thanks to the supermom jeans.
No my jeans probably aren't magical (although I will do another test run to test this theory)! But it did feel good to feel free, flexible, less rigid, and in the moment. It was reminiscent of a part of me that I let go. Slowly I am tugging that part of me back in today's world while still holding onto the more mature organized self that can finish projects. Because chaos girl was great at starting things but when you are always "in the moment" you forget to shut off running water, complete unfinished chores, and leave calls unreturned. A woman who appreciates a little mix of schedules and menus with on the feet ingenuity may just be who I want to be when I grow up. Thanks supermom jeans for bringing a smile to my face and a sparkle to the eye of those I love. (If you look closing at the bottom right of the screen door you can also see our disapproving cat Smokey.)
May your HealthFULL Journey remind you of the good of the past, the amazing possibilities of the future but only after you have had the chance to truly embrace today. 'Til we meet again. . .
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