But, then, I realized something. 100% of blogs by stay home moms (Hi, I'm a stay at home mom) are helpful, but they only represent, say, 50% of the population.
This is a blog for the rest of us. AND a blog where helpful people can go, when they totally forgot to repurpose their toothpaste tubes, to feel better about themselves.
But here's what's really wrong with me. I find helpfulness irritating. When I want to complain about how messy my desk is, sweet people will suggest their methods for labeling and filing. I stare, glassy-eyed, and think about Disney World until they are done. If I casually mention that my daughter can't keep her shoes in one place, cherished loved ones will give me all the tips from Family Fun on turning shoe-finding-time into a song or a chart or a game. I stare, glassy-eyed, and think about making yelling at my friends to stop talking into a song or a chart or a game.
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| A Helpful Family running to the mailbox for the next Family Fun issue |
My saving grace is that, in being honest with how bad I am at stuff and being gracious enough to not offer advice to people on how to do stuff better, I make the world a better place. I make my friends and loved ones take a look at their organized desks and charts and songs and realize, "Hey, you know what? I'm not so bad."
And so, to The Helpful reading this blog, I say, "You're Welcome" and "You are in for a real treat if you stick with me" and "Can I borrow 5 dollars because my purse is a mess and there is gum stuck to my credit card."
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