You guys, my life just really isn’t all that exciting right now. Sorry! I eat, sleep (a little), paint, drive carpools, and write. That’s pretty much how I fill my days. I did actually take the time to paint my nails this morning. However, I am probably going to regret that once I get paint all over my hands today. I will be taking a little time off from painting this evening for a little surprise for my oldest. I can’t say what it is because she reads my blog sometimes, so I don’t want to spoil the surprise. Let’s just say that she is going to be pretty excited when she finds out. I am pretty excited about it myself!
Speaking of my oldest…she is the biggest slob! (Yes, I hope she reads this!) Her room is atrocious! There are clothes and random stuff everywhere. There are protein bar wrappers and muffin paper liners everywhere. Her bed is always unmade. In fact, the fitted sheet on the bed isn’t even around 2 of the mattress corners and hasn’t been for days. I don’t know how she can sleep like that. It would drive me insane. Let’s not forget about the smell! I swear it is the way I would imagine a boy’s locker room smelling, like something died in there. Between her sweaty leotards, stinky socks, and who knows what else, her room definitely has a funky smell. She has a teammate that comes over after school twice a week for me to run them to gym. They go up in her room to change clothes every week. I would be so embarrassed for my friends to see my room looking like that, but my child does not care!! I’m embarrassed and it’s not my room! I understand that teenagers are messy (I wasn’t), but I think this goes beyond a messy teenager. It is just plain gross! The worst part is that she is never home long enough to really clean her room because of practice, and I refuse to do it. We are just stuck in a cycle of it becoming more and more disgusting. Is this normal? Like I said, I have always been an organizer by nature, and I don’t recall my room ever looking anything like hers at any age. Maybe I didn’t always make up my bed, but it was at least somewhat neat looking. I just don’t understand it. She is like me in so many ways, but that isn’t one of them.
The same goes for her appearance too. She really doesn’t care what she looks like on a day-to-day basis. She doesn’t care if her hair is a mess. She hates makeup and only wears a tinted moisturizer. She won’t wear eye makeup or lip gloss or anything else. It makes me nuts. She would rather wear a pair of leggings and a long t-shirt or oversized sweatshirt every single day. She refuses to wear dresses or any kind of shoe other than tennis shoes. I wish with all my might that she would start to care about her appearance. Then I correct myself and remind myself that I guess it is good that she doesn’t buy into all the hype that most teenage girls buy into. She doesn’t feel the need to fit in. She doesn’t feel like she has to impress anyone. She could care less about designer labels. She just lives a carefree, easy life. My need for perfection did not pass down to her; that’s for sure. I guess that is a good thing…BUT…I still wish she cared just a little!
I think I can get over her lack of care about her appearance (maybe), but the room situation has to be fixed. Her dad and I both just can’t stand it. I think we are going to have to just lay down the law when it comes to her room. I always say that they aren’t allowed to have food in their rooms, yet there is always food in her room. I guess I am going to have to start enforcing the rules. Maybe loosing her phone, the one thing she does care about, will make her keep her room a little cleaner. I don’t know. We have to do something. Things are going to start growing in there and little creatures are going to start living in there too! UGH! I wish I could put the clenched teeth Emoji in here right now. That is how I feel just thinking about her room. Maybe when we move, she will start taking care of her room. I doubt it, but I have to have hope, right? Maybe I will make her sit down and binge watch all the Tidying Up with Marie Kondo episodes. Ha!
Anchored and Rambling,