It really started at the gym last night with Rebecca, my darling 6 year old that at times seems like she is going to turn 18 before my eyes. She attends gymnastics classes, and has for 2 years. She really loves it and if I can brag for a moment, she is quite good for a little squirt. Well, she missed class 2 weeks ago due to being sick. We just didn't want to take a chance that she was indeed over the stomach bug. So, while I set up a makeup class for her I didn't have the fore site to remember it was the end of the class year and that I needed to sign her up for the show, rehearsals and all that... So, i asked about it last night and was told I was too late. So in class while the other girls were talking about the big show, Becca was left out. Being the mom I am, I asked about getting her into the show. I am told that there is a makeup rehearsal on Friday (we can do that)and then in front of my 6 year old I am told that it is too late to get a trophy for her and that she can perform, they will call her name but she will get NOTHING.
Seriously? Why would anyone say that in front of a child?
So, my kid is devastated. I am mad at everyone, and we pretty much leave in a huff. I get home and call the gym owner at home. Helps to know these guys really well. She is going to try and get another trophy engraved. So I can be mad at the girls at the gym, but it really boils down to I need to keep better track...
So, all that aside, I then break a bunch of rules that I didn't even know existed. Really bothers me - alot. I stewed all night and then finally figured out that there was no sense in stewing any longer. I apologised to the person that had no clue of what I did, am seeking permission to do what I had planned and have put myself in the doghouse to site a spell. Again, I would like to be mad at whoever wrote the rule as it is a bit strict - but in the end I can only be mad at myself. Its like a Jimmy Buffet song gone wrong...
(Excerpts from Margaritaville)
"Now I think
Hell, it could be my fault
Yes and some people claim that there's a woman to blame
And I know it's my own damn fault
Off to work... Hopefully I won't do any more harm...
