You guys understand me!

Posted October 4, 2013 by Octavia in Random Ramblings / 0 Comments

Hi, all you amazing people! Oh, how I have missed you! How I have wanted to run back into your wide and accepting and UNDERSTANDING arms! But let me start at the beginning. Which actually starts yesterday.

Yesterday, I decided to speak to 3 lovely ladies about an idea that’s been stirring in my brain for a while. A idea that I believe would be hugely beneficial to the book blogger community. An idea that I shall reveal….at another time. Sorry, but I need my ducks in a row before I get you folks all excited. So anywho I shared my idea with these three who were the most amazing, supportive, realistic and encouraging people EVER and I set out to start piecing my idea together. Long story short, I stayed up till about 1am playing with things, and then woke up at about 5/5:30. Did I mention that, I did this the day before the fall festival at my daughter’s school? The fall festival that I volunteered to help with? The fall festival, that is pretty much my initiation into “room mom society”?! But I woke up excited! Peppy even (as the video I’ll post tomorrow will show) and I hopped out of bed, feed the house, took a shower grabbed my to-do list and set out for the day! I put Ayanna on the bus, dropped the BF off at worked, had a quiet breakfast at chick-fil-a (oh my gosh those chicken bagel things! = WIN!), dashed over to the library, stopped and bought a bridal shower gift, ran home, vacuumed, did the dishes, washed Ayanna’s sheets, recorded, edited and loaded a vlog, picked her up from the bus stop, ran to Michael’s, then to Walmart, then ran back home put our auction basket together and left for the fall festival! But, I was still in high spirits! A tad tired but I was feeling GREAT! Until I was humiliated beyond words…

For shame

 

 

See, for the festival the room mom was in charge of stuff, but the biggest was our auction basket! I was suppose to take “artsy” donations from the parents and turn it into a pretty basket! Easy right? Right. So I got 3 parents (besides myself) to donate stuff I ran to Michael’s (for a fancy basket) ran home and made this:

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Not bad right?! It’s a basket full of artsy stuff, my kid was able to help, and it’s actually pretty cute! Right? WRONG! Upon arriving to the school this is what my basket had to sit next to:

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Oh, and just in case you looked passed the extravagant exterior, the contents of these baskets range from 200-525 dollars. My basket’s total worth was 49 bucks….and that includes the flipping basket!

Spaceship

No Octavia! NO! That is not a spaceship! That is not!

But I got over the baskets! I moved on, with a shrug of my shoulders a “where the hell do you find the time” and a “oh well I’ll try harder next time”. But then I met the plastics!

It’s already hard enough being in a HUGE crowd of people, not knowing a single one, but then throw in these prim, prepped and “life is so hard, but not really” women, and things go from bad and uncomfortable to “please just kill me now”! Look, something you should know about me is I’ve worked 2 sometimes even 3 jobs at a time from the time I was 16. Before that, I actually charged 60  bucks a pop for term papers and school projects. I’ve ALWAYS worked, and this move to GA, is the first time I haven’t. It’s an adjustment. It’s unsettling. It’s plain weird some days! But I had just found my groove! I figured it out! And then Marsha comes over and throws acid on my lovely parade. “Yeah, we have 4 total. Tommy is in softball, Scott is in karate, Drew just started soccer and Bella does tumbling on Tuesday, ballet on Wednesday and gymnastics Saturday mornings. Then add in my spinning classes, PTA meetings, being a room mom and the open heart surgery I just finished in the parking lot I have almost no time to myself!!” And yet, her hair and makeup is FLAWLESS, she has on 4 inch heels, and is 6 months pregnant! Dude, I’d be in a hole I dug with my teeth, pulling my eyelashes out! I’ve never felt so horribly inadequate! Then of course they all turn to me and say “what do you do Oct- Octavia right?”. I could give two shits about what people think of me, but these women seriously made me feel like I was failing at life!

But anywho, I then had some knuckle headed little boy call Ayanna a jerk, for no flipping reason, which of course made her cry and made me go into mama bear mode. Some crazy lady got pissy with me because she got to the fair late and her kid din’t get a chance to “kick the soccer ball”, which of course resulted in me giving her the “get the hell out of my face! I am TIRED” look. And now I sit with you guys, pouring out all my aggression. Oh, and no one at the entire fair spoke sarcasm! What the hell kind of world are we living in when only one out of 200 people speak sarcasm?! So, it’s safe to say I got home and did what a normal person would after 4.5 hours of sleep and 18+hours up and running. I got comfy:

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I am now in a nice mud mask, my favorite fleece pj’s and I’m waiting on my hot chocolate. If you’ve made it this far, you are awesome, and I love you to pieces. If you have a not nice comment you want to leave, please save your time and shove it!

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