Speaking to Groups is Exhausting

By groups I mean my 2 boys and husband.  My message is always the same- clear, consistent. "ARE YOU KIDDING ME?"  Ok, maybe I can be a wee bit dramatic.  That's where James gets it.

I am zipping outta Q-town tomorrow to be with Mama while she has a new piece of hardware installed.  Granny's getting a new hip.  So excruciatingly painful that it's hard to talk about without feeling wheezy. 

When I leave, I will be leaving a to do list the for the first time.  I have faced the fact that it won't be read or completed in anyway shape or form, maybe I'm giving myself an out.  "Didn't you read the list?  It was on the list." I will be gone and back in a little over 24 hours and I know that my husband is having his mom pinch hit.  In a way it pisses me off a bit- ain't gonna lie.  In another way I know this will help James and Toby to have something to look forward to Sunday and Monday night.

I guess I am creating room for Matt to succeed.  I will be the first to tell you that this is a tough job. But isn't all work supposed to be hard? This is no different than working with students or a group of peers.   I trust that Matt will be successful, but I do not want to control how he reaches that point of success. Controlling relationships do not lead to success. 

So as I peel out on the street tomorrow morning, that beep beep beep you hear is not me backing up- it's all the room that Matt has to get the job done.