Tomorrow is the first day of school.
Yes, I’ve already cried about it.
While I’ll miss the joy of sleeping late and yakking with my kids over lunch, there is some appeal to getting back into a routine.
Routines help. Days with definite obligations and definite assignments help me combat my Slob Vision and keep this place out of Disaster Status.
Summer, with its lack of routine, means things tend to escape my notice.
It’s possible that we’ve missed a few (or quite a few) daily pick-ups in these last few weeks of summer.
It’s probable that my kids played a game in the (now totally usable) gameroom that required an extra character/player.
Apparently, the energy level of that extra player wasn’t really a big concern.
Anyway, the truth is that I have no idea how or why my mannequin ended up sprawled across the gameroom floor.
Or when.
Yesterday, as I walked through that room it suddenly hit me. My brain finally realized what the large thing in the middle of the floor was.
And that it was a body.
Granted, a lifeless one . . . but still. A person-sized thing had been sprawled across my floor for, ahem . . . days . . . and I was just now registering what it was.
Who knows what I’ll find (out in plain sight) after we’re back into a routine and my Slob Vision clears a little more.
he he – school starts for us next week. As a mother, my dream is to enjoy the mornings sans 4-year-old in a house of quiet and bliss. Yeah right! The reality of it is, that I can’t wait to attack (hmm, clean) without the complaints of “That’s my favorite toy!” “That’s where that went!” etc… I might not have a mannequin in the room, but we have been stepping over/around several large boxes from when I pulled out the next size clothes and the boxes never went away. How is it possible that you (meaning me) can continue to walk around something instead of picking it up and putting it away. Oh, yeah. It’s because, for some reason we Just. Don’t. See. Them!
I was ready for my kids to go back to school 6 weeks ago
I’ll enjoy them going back to school (one started today, the other 2 next week) but I’m nuts about it too. I miss having my babies with me all day (if a 9yo is still a baby) but enjoy having more than an hour quiet time at night. Amazing how much cleaner the house stays when the mini-hurricanes aren’t here as well….
Lol. Maybe you should do the white chalk drawing around it before you pick it up. Crime scene investigation!
I was ready for school to start about six weeks ago also…Not only to be ablce to clean my house in peace, but to do my grocery shopping in 30 mts instead of an hour of “NO, we are not buying that”…please stay behind me or you need to move out of the other people’s way….But I will my son’s helping me unload the grocery bags…..love the chalk line idea…
I feel your pain. Slob Vision is a terrible thing.
LOL, it’s amazing what mom brain blocks out, usually my parents notice it right away *rolls eyes*
i hate when i have one of those “dead body” moments. i can step over the same pile of trash on the floor for days before realizing that it’s even there.
Hilarious, this post totally made laugh!
I just had a train set take over my kitchen floor… for like 8 days!
I just worked around it, one day it struck me… WHY IS THIS IN HERE??
Slob vision just amazes me, how something can be essentially invisible until all the sudden you realize just how annoying that thing is in the way or how quick and easy it would be to just pick it up already. It really makes no sense, but we do it anyway. Have you thought about or wrote about why we get slob vision? I’d love to hear what you think about it.
You call it slob vision, but it’s more like slob blindness for me. I suffer from it too whenever life gets busy. When things calm down, all of a sudden I start seeing things that have been as they are for a lengthy time. Sometimes weeks, sometimes days. One thing I know for sure is that my kids have this blindness too, though it doesn’t seem to be triggered by busyness. In fact I need to study them a little more to see what triggers their slob blindness. I’ll report later if I make any profound observations.