Busy with mothering and studying for the last couple years, I’ve let a lot of stuff go. I’m trying to get on top of it all, but it’s not easy.
My finances were terribly disorganized. McHotty was very irritated with me about that. I had three different RRSP accounts (performing poorly), and couldn’t remember the last time I’d actually read a bank statement. But when he sorted and filed all my documents and made me an appointment at the bank, and even went so far as to buy me coffee and walk with me to the appointment, I had no choice but to sort it all out.
I’m still way behind on personal chores. I haven’t had a haircut in three months, and nothing’s been professionally waxed, polished or plucked since Cakes’ birth. And no, I still haven’t made it to the dentist. Honestly, I really am afraid to go. Plus it’s going to be pretty fucking embarrassing telling them how long it’s been now. I could lie, but they can probably tell.
But I was really sobered when I went for an eye exam this week, my first in three years (yes, shame, SHAME on me). My eyes have been sore and I chalked it up to all the reading and time in front of the computer screen. Plus, my glasses are broken and I’ve been wearing my contacts for about sixteen hours a day (yes, stupid, I know). The eye doc was not happy with what she saw. I have a condition (I can’t even pronounce it let alone spell it) where the cornea isn’t getting enough oxygen. Whatever it’s called, it’s not good and I’m supposed to give contact lenses a break at least for a month. So I splurged on these:
But seriously, I’m sure I’m not the only mama too busy getting the kiddies to various appointments to look after herself. Don’t let it get out of hand. At the very least, get your eyes checked and your breasts examined, my friends. Even better—get yourself a pedicure while you’re at it.
Anyone else suffering from neglect?