Eavesdropping

Just Write“Can I ask you a very candid question?” her voice boomed across the small seating area of the local coffee shop.  Her hair is state fair hair and I can smell her perfume all the way over here.

“Of course,” she replied tentatively.  Black suit, unassuming haircut. Quieter. She looks like she hasn’t slept well in about 13 years.

“You seem so OVER it all.”

I can’t even hear the reply, their voices are suddenly hushed.

::

I have six articles due by the end of the day.  My eye is twitching, reminding me that I really need make that eye appointment.  I forgot to buy a hula hoop for Carson’s birthday this Friday and I’ve looked at my calendar and can’t figure out how I could possibly fit in a shopping trip.

I hope I get to shower today.

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I can hear the women talking again.

“Do you think it’s because you regret volunteering for it?”

“I felt backed into a corner.  You know how she is.  I should have said no.”

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Ella has a fall party at school today, but I’m not going.  I feel really badly about not going, other parents will be there and I hope that she won’t feel sad when I don’t show up.

I did send in some pretzels, so there’s that.

It’s just that I can’t be in two places at once I have this long list of deadlines and…

Really? I’d just rather go to my running class than serve candy corn and pretzels to four-year-olds.

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I’m not OVER it all, though.  Not really.  I wish that I had more to give everyone, sure, but I feel like I’m giving something to myself for a change.

She probably won’t even miss me at her fall party.

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Booming voice lady isn’t really listening to black suit lady.  She keeps trying to convince her to keep giving.  More and more and more.

 

 

 

 

16 Responses to Eavesdropping
  1. Misty
    October 25, 2011 | 10:22 am

    This is really good. Thought you ought to know. :)
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  2. Heather Alexander
    October 25, 2011 | 10:43 am

    Saying “no” is a good thing. I should do it more.

  3. CJ
    October 25, 2011 | 11:27 am

    I’ve learned to say no, but it’s taken me years and years and years. I’d rather be with four years olds than anywhere else though. Deadlines can wait. Children cannot.
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  4. C @ Kid Things
    October 25, 2011 | 11:41 am

    We give so much of ourselves that it’s OK to take some time for you to recharge. I need to take my own advice.
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  5. Cheryl
    October 25, 2011 | 12:28 pm

    I love how you wrote this. Perfect synchronicity. Brava.
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  6. Elaine
    October 25, 2011 | 2:06 pm

    We can only be spread so thin. I hear ya.

    Love how you related your story to that of the strangers you overheard…
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  7. Holly@Mimi's Dollhouse
    October 25, 2011 | 4:15 pm

    Great post…very well written and summarizes my day perfectly. It seems like those days are more prevalent this time of year too…
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  8. Galit Breen
    October 25, 2011 | 11:13 pm

    I absolutely love the way that you wrote this. Each layer making meaning for the next. Brilliant, really.

    And the give and give and give and then give some more? Yes, that is- relatable.

    Hat tip- this post is fabulous.
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  9. By Word of Mouth Musings
    October 25, 2011 | 11:18 pm

    The giving and the giving and the doing … i remember it well …
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  10. Michelle
    October 27, 2011 | 7:03 am

    You need to give to yourself, or you will have nothing to give to your husband and your children, and your work.

    Hoping you find those times to recharge and refresh the brain ready to continue giving – because that’s what we mothers do.

  11. Team Suzanne
    October 27, 2011 | 9:58 am

    When I read “six deadlines by the end of the day” my body seized up in sympathy stress. I was unable to concentrate for the remainder of what appears to be a very well written essay.

    Deadlines are scary. Or rather, failing to meet peoples’ expectations, which they have expressed to you in the form of deadlines, is scary. Hope you made it. I’m sure you did.

    I know your daughter would liked to have had you there, because kids at that age can NEVER get enough of us. But I trust your daughter also enjoys a roof over her head and some fall boots on her feet.
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  12. Gianna
    October 30, 2011 | 3:56 pm

    Yep, your daughter will be completely fine without you at her party. Just because you aren’t there doesn’t mean that she isn’t important. It means there are some other things that are important, too, and you know she is safe and cared for.

    Being a working mom means you deal with this all the time. I’m not a working mom right now, but I was for 4 years and it’s a constant mental battle.

    Good for you.

  13. Nicole Straker
    October 30, 2011 | 8:38 pm

    There is nothing wrong in giving your time a break and relax your body and your mind from all the commotion in your surrounding.
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  14. Jennifer
    November 2, 2011 | 12:44 pm

    As a working mother, I am in a constant state of internal conflict with myself regarding my work and my family. It never goes away, and it is my driving force to make a change in my life….. Working is hard, being home is hard, and doing both is flat out insane. I love my job, I love my family….eternal internal conflict.
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  15. jen
    November 6, 2011 | 10:42 pm

    yes. this.
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  16. Adventures In Babywearing
    November 7, 2011 | 5:11 pm

    I don’t go to my kids’ parties either. I do help once a week at lunchtime, out of guilt, but I kind of hate it.

    Steph
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