How you do anything is how you do everything

I don’t know if I have that quote right, but that’s how I remember it. That’s how I say to myself almost daily.

Yesterday I went to the grocery store and watched a woman leave her cart right in front of another car and drive away. Our store isn’t that big. And the parking lot is littered with those little cart huts (ports). But she dumped it in front of a car that was closest to her and drove away.

Here’s what immediately went through my head. Oh, you’re a cheater. Not like a big-time-bad-check-writing-identity thief… but you’re a I’ll get away with it gal.

I guarantee you that she doesn’t stop fully at stop signs. I’ll put money down that when she sees a pedestrian at a cross-walk – she keeps driving. I bet you she hovers over the toilet in public bathrooms and ruins it for the rest of us. Is she a bad person? Who knows. Is she a mini-cheater? Absolutely.

That may be too harsh. Too judgmental. I think if I was really to dive in I’d use words like entitled, selfish, or rude. Like the world owes her something. But that could be over the top. Who knows, maybe she was in a hurry. Maybe she volunteers with sick children or puppies and she was rushing to an emergency.

But I know people that volunteer with sick children and puppies. They live the value of “exist for others”. They worry about the other person. The person that comes after them. They would put the cart back where it belonged. They stop for pedestrians. They wipe the seat off. You get it. How they do anything is how they do everything.

That other lady is short-cut city.

Short-cuts are not all bad. I like short-cuts. I’m not saying I’m a saint. I am fully human. Failing daily as proof. But I keep that phrase in mind as I go about my day. No task is too small to not do right. No action is too small to not do right. Specifically when it impacts someone else.

Could she be a swell gal and just have had a sloppy moment? Sure. Could she also be the gal ok with throwing gum wrappers out her window? Probably.

It’s hard not to start painting a complete picture of her based on that action. Which is not good. I fully acknowledge that this is not the trait that I’m the most proud of. I’m working on amending it. But it’s hard.

I’m assuming because this chick blatantly didn’t do the right thing in public, in private she’s probably worse!

I know this little diatribe says more about me then her. But I can’t help it. This is what’s in my brain. Rattling around fighting for space with Bravo shows.

Little actions matter. Take the cart back to where it belongs. Do the thing that’s a little harder. You are not alone in the world. In this town. In this parking lot. Every little action matters.

Do you agree? Am I nuts? What phrases and quotes rattle in your mind daily? I can’t be the only one.

An open letter to the men in my life

Dear husband and child,

I am sitting on a late train home surrounded by two men. One in the seat in front of me. One in the seat behind me. The dude behind me has burped, coughed (with his mouth open, I can tell!!!) and propped his knee into the back of my seat – I know this because I feel his knee.

The guy in front of me is….letting off some gases.

There’s nowhere for me to go. No open window to jump out of. All the other seats are taken. At first I was so disgusted and grossed out, thinking that these were two of the nastiest people on earth. But I think that’s wrong. I think the truth is that they probably don’t behave like this at home. Near loved ones. They probably cover their mouths when they cough and help wounded birds on the side of the road. I’m sure when they walk in the door at home tonight, they’ll hang their coats nicely, put their shoes away and wash their hands. But here, in the world, they roam wild and free and dirty. No one knows them. There’s no wife, girlfriend or mother to scold them. Notice I don’t say boyfriend or husband because I’ve never met a sloppy gay man, maybe in the future I will, but I haven’t yet.

That got me thinking about the two of you. What are you like on a train or a bus? Do you sigh loudly? Do you wantonly take up more than your fair share of space? Do you burp, fart, cough a nasty open cough? I don’t think so. You are both clean, nice, considerate, well-mannered boys. Aren’t you???

I know you are. I have faith. But then again there’s probably some poor woman/mother walking around the world thinking she did a good job with these two walking germs. Or maybe they live in a zoo and this is the best it gets. I dunno.

So promise me that when you are sitting in your mass transit of choice, you’ll remember this and not do at least two of those gross things? Please?

Thank you,

Signed, the woman in your life who will be taking a long, hot, disinfecting shower tonight, xoxo

Prison Rules

***Spoiler Alert***
If you have a cute, sweet , clean little boy under the age of 10, stop reading. Enjoy the years you have.

A few weeks ago we instituted some new rules in the house for my son.
We’d started noticing an odor.
I know it seems I’m obsessed with smells – and I am – but this wasn’t just my disfunction. Other, more balanced moms were also going through it with their sons.
For some strange reason, 10 year old boys are hygiene averse.
Averse is the wrong word.
Oblivious. Completely clueless.
My son would walk out of a “shower” with dry hair and a dry back.
Do you understand what I’m saying?
He didn’t even turn around!!
You blame yourself.
Maybe I never taught him to shower, you think. Maybe I never introduced him to soap?
My oldest is a girl. At 10 she would take two showers some days. I remember her smelling like vanilla all the time. Did I teach her about showers and not him? And brushing your teeth? With toothpaste?
We took him aside and explained how important cleanliness was. Bought him a “big boy” deodorant.
We tried humiliation as a last resort.
Nothing changed.
So – on the advice of some other moms – this is how we roll now.
All showers happen with the door open and in our bathroom.
The shower must be longer than a minute.
Hair will be checked/smelled after for shampoo use.
Brushing teeth happens only in our bathroom so we can do a brush and mouth check.
Clothing must be worn right side out.
Socks must be changed daily, I don’t care how cool the neon green ones are.
No food of any kind is permitted in the bathroom.
You have two choices – clip your nails or paint them.
Make friends with a Qtip. Good friends.
Lights out at 9.
Here he is heading back to his cell.. er..room last night.

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