Monday, 11 February 2013

Too Many Plates In The Air



It was bound to happen. As the old saying goes, 'when you have too many plates in the air, occasionally one is going to get dropped'. If only it had been just one!

My schedule has been hectic for the last few weeks. I have tried to keep running the household as best as I could with groceries, housekeeping and school runs. Then, I had to organise various birthday parties. There were also school plays, play dates and places that I didn't even know existed (how did we manage without satnav again?). Finally, I am refinancing my business, hunting for a new house closer to the schools and trying to stop sneezing all the time. My husband is spending some time on business trips abroad, which means that I can only count on me.

I realised that it was all going pear shaped when I saw a guy on the street and thought it was my bank manager. I waved and shouted a big 'hello'. Well, it wasn't my bank manager after all. Maybe, on top of all the rest, I need to book myself an eye test.


Then, because of my cold, I kept sneezing and crying. I was therefore being asked all the time whether I was alright. Yes, I am fine, I just have a bad cold. Usually, a condescending comment follows :' You need to have a rest, Darling.'. As if I could. Who would do the school run? Prepare the meals? Do the laundry? I am sure that they all mean well, but do they really think that I would do all my chores instead of lying in bed if I had a choice?  Honestly?

It reached a new low when my phone rang and, as the number looked unfamiliar, I thought that it was my husband calling from wherever he was to let me know that he had landed safely. I replied 'Hello Handsome!' in a jokey sort of way, except that it was my bank manager (the real one, this time). I was mortified.

I apologised profusely. In fact, I think that he was slightly amused.

Anyway, in French we say something like 'le ridicule ne tue pas', which would translate 'ridiculousness doesn't kill'. It is a good thing that it doesn't...

14 comments:

  1. Hehehe, this is funny. At the same time, I can relate to your 'pain'. The cold virus seemed to have decided to take full time residence in our house for some reason and much like you, I would rather stay in bed and get all the rest and sleep I need. Sadly we can't. I just keep thinking, 'Thank God it's just a cold and PLEASE LET IT STAY THAT WAY'. I am done losing my mind and have learned to practice more gratitude. As for you, I can only hope you feel better soon and get the assistance (and break) that you need. P.S. I hope the bank manager had good news for you on that call.

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  2. MrsB @Mind over Matter12 February 2013 at 01:42

    You speak English to your husband??

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  3. There's no respite for the parent who is responsible for kids and house. Even worse if you run a business as well!



    I hope you get better soon.

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  4. I know. I feel like, sometimes, we women deserve a medal!

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  5. I do indeed. Sometimes, half French, half English. What can I say, we are a British family now!

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  6. All seems to be well with the bank manager (Phew!). As for my cold well, these things take time don't they? I suppose I will just have to be patient. Again, it is easier said than done.

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  7. One of the greatest days of my life as a mum was the day I no longer had to do the school run. The day my youngest said he could walk to and from school without me meant I could be ill in peace, and stay at home all day reading and watching daytime tele. YAY!

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  8. I envy you, Sarah. I am not there yet...

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  9. Ah, yes, this won't be the first time, either...
    Wish that it were. And, thanks for the laughter...

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  10. I don't know if bank managers are familiar with that feeling of trying to keep too many balls in the air, but most mothers certainly are. In a way it can be quite exhilarating, or at least it is when you look back on it later. Having a cold isn't exhilarating though, so I hope you're better soon.

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  11. Thank you. My silly cold lasted the best part of two weeks but I am OK now. My bank manager doesn't seem to resent me (too much), so that's a plus.

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  12. Glad you enjoyed it. I am doing what I can. Trying really hard, actually!

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  13. You write so well! :) That is all!

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  14. Thank you Hajra!

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