oh how the negative sticks and the positive evaporates OR words words words blah blah blah

the last two days have contained a hatch of comments that have lodged like little barbs. Such as my dearest friend arriving for tea and me having prepared and tidied the house beautifully. She walks in “ah still living in kiddy chaos”. Then on describing the demoralising interview I did and not getting the job (see separate entry about the hell of getting back into work), she casually says “well you haven’t used your brain for ages love.” Argh!! Oh the privilege of having and being able to use your brain! Then yesterday a fabulous sunny day, I escape for lunch despite being oh so exhausted at the mo. The group of three women, two elderly and my friend Katy kindly say on seeing me “I like your hair cut”. I got it chopped into a bob by local hairdresser as it had got long and haystack like. But Carol pauses.. “humm, I am not sure. It looks moth eaten!”

I actually found this particular barb quite refreshing and funny. But it somehow made the other two lodge deeper. We learn that we should give our children many more positive boosts than criticisms. Oh how true! Those negative swipes can channel such a groove in the soft underbelly.

Do I resolve to go back to a hairdresser that costs the same as a weekly shop in Waitrose rather than my Aldi version? Hard to say ... or embrace the no brain, chaos, moth eaten phase. But what if it never ends? I fear I may not be the perfect role model for the baby moths!

... “words, words, words, blah, blah, blah” is a quote from a friend of Laurie’s who was interviewed for a new school the other day. She told them she didn’t like reading and writing and when asked why she said “it’s all just words, words, words, blah, blah, blah.” She’s my current hero!