I just Super Glued two of my fingers together. My son had something that needed glued so I pulled out the glue and promptly glued two of my own fingers together. This all happened really, really fast. Like in one second. Fortunately for me, I’m not the first person to do this, as evidenced by the “Fingers bonded?” section on the directions.
I grabbed a bottle of olive oil, lubed my fingers (not nearly as exciting when you are doing so because they are glued together) and after several minutes they separated.
Ever the mom, I’m explaining to my son why he should learn from what I just did and never do this himself. I randomly utter to myself, “stupid things I have done”. My son replies, “you should write a book about that mom”.
Yeah, I thought to myself, I should, just as soon as I get my fingers unglued.
Several years ago I used to think nothing of having 15 or so people over and entertaining for the evening. I enjoyed it.
Over the past five years I had a girlfriend over once for lunch. That's it. Nothing in my life has been conducive to entertaining.
Not anymore. Over the past few months my son has enjoyed multiple play dates, sleepovers and all three of my best girlfriends have been over at least once. I'm slowly relearning how to welcome friends into my home.
Last night four of my girlfriends from work came over for apps and a movie. As I applied my eye make up and did a mental check on what I had left to do, I realized that I felt like I was having a first date (except that I haven't done that in 25 years and most probably would have dressed a little more glamorously as attire for my evening was yoga pants).
As everyone arrived and I set out snacks I realized that entertaining is really like riding a bike. I learned how to do it once and I hadn't forgotten. I just need a little practice.
I can totally have fun and be in the moment with my son. But going to a concert or out to dinner with a friend or entertaining a group of women sans kids, makes me realize that I'm out of practice having fun with other adults without kids around.
So, I'm learning to ride solo once in a while. It feels strange but I know it's healthy for me. It's all about balance and trusting that if you do fall, you can pick yourself back up and try again.