Friday, August 1, 2008

White Rabbit Syndrome

For years and years I have thought the slowest person I knew was my youngest sister. Sorry, but it's got to be said! I can count on her to be late for most things.

Then my daughter was born, and the crown and scepter were passed down to her. She honestly ate one grain of rice at a time. So slow!!

This has been my first year of working outside of our home. I love my job, love getting ready for work, really enjoy everything about having a job. I don't think there was a day during the school year that I wasn't running late. I thought it might be due to not having to leave for work until I got her off to school, which meant I could didn't have to leave the house until 9....

It has occurred to me yesterday, as she and I were running late to Seattle to babysit my nephews, she might not be the only one with a problem. I've done some serious soul searching and have discovered an unpleasant truth.

I am usually running late.

Yes. For work, school, church, name it, I'm running late for it.

Apparently, the white rabbit gene is strong in me. And when I join forces with my daughter, Whoa Nelly. There is no way she and I can get our act together when it's just the two of us. My son was so pleased the day he started middle school and was no longer waiting on us to get ready.


Well, I'd say I'd work on that, but I'm a procrastinator also, so what's the point? I'd just put it off and put if off, and the next thing you know, I'm running out the door thinking, "I'm late!!"

1 comment:

  1. Well...I guess you come by it naturally...You'd think when I get up at 5:30 am I could make it to work on time! Seriously I have a 5 minute commute and I'm always 10 minutes late!!