11 hours ago
Tuesday, June 16, 2015
Distraction is in the details
Last night, at 11:05 p.m., I was searching our kitchen's junk drawer for a Sharpie. I found a couple of black ones but I needed the red kind so I could write "Fireman Max" on his new bottle of body wash.
OK, let's dissect that:
1) Yes, I write "Fireman Max" on every bottle of body wash and shampoo Max uses, per his request. It's not that he's worried that Dave will use up his precious Orange Petalooza body wash, it's that he likes seeing his name in print.
2) Yes, I try to use his favorite color.
3) Yes, I make sure to use permanent marker so it won't wash off.
4) Yes, this is the sort of thing I do at 11:00 at night as Dave binge watches the latest Orange is the New Black episodes.
Detail-oriented: that's me. Wants to please her kids: that's me, too. Seriously needs to work on relaxing more: OH YES PLEASE, RELAXATION FAIRY GODMOTHER, WHERE ARE YOU?
And then there's this: Sometimes, I immerse myself in chores and minutia so I can avoid thinking about the biggie stuff. In this case, that would be the results of Max's recent school evaluations. Three, to be exact: Speech-Language, Educational and Psychological. "Heartbroken" does not begin to describe how I felt after reading them, and I've procrastinated sharing here because they have so shaken me. That's pretty much all I can stand to write until I further wrestle phrases such as "His ability to be understood is very limited" to the ground.
Meanwhile, there are bottles of body wash to label. I settled for a black Sharpie. I wrote "Fireman Max" on his toothbrush handle, too, for good measure. Then I headed to the living room to catch a bit of Bed Bugs and Beyond, and for a little while longer I didn't worry.
Posted by Ellen Seidman at 6:35 AM