My morning anxiety attack was over how many things I see scattered about that I am certain other people can see too but mysteriously don't know how to react. For instance.......the two year old has dumped over the sock bin and had a sockfetti party. What could I do about this??????? Hmmm....... The garbage cans are washed and lay blocking the back door. What could I do about this? Then there are the kitchen counters with mom's coffee pot vomit all over it........ The rodent of unusual size that opened the 50 pound bag of quick oats and missed his bowl too. I think these sort of sites are what make me more ADD and anxious or at least equally anxious, than toddlers screaming and five or more people waiting for me to help them all at the same time. I suppose this is also related to the helplessness factor. How to cure this disease is probably the biggest unsolved mystery of all time. I noticed that "The Story of the World" uses an example of archeologists finding a child's toy at an ancient settlement. The example is made up of course but I have no doubt little sinners have left stuff laying about from the beginning of time. We just have more of this junk than they did?
I had the usual obnoxious mother idea of taking the kids on a tour of the countryside and seeing if we could find the most trashed property and perhaps even have a contest and check list of homes whose exteriors are peppered with garden tools, tractors, piles of disposed of junk, gardens in need of weeding etc. Oh dear, I am giving myself another anxiety attack as we may have to drive to Arkansas to find them.
Okay. Time to take my negative attitude and proceed to direct my little dears to their tasks at hand and do the next thing and............try not to panic.