I guess because Mothers have always been the solvers of all problems- large, small, imaginary....... it is to Mothers that we turn when it all hits the fan.
Last week Alex was involved in a sports tournament. The night before she was as organised as could possibly ever be imagined, bags packed, lunch made, drink bottle in the fridge- she was good to go in the morning. And go she did.
An hour later by urgent text "forgot lunch'
"I'll bring it"
"water 2"
I decided to ring and talk- it's quicker!
Mother "Oh darling, you were so organised, what a shame, blah, blah"
Child "Yeah, I know" After ruling out the buy lunch option-
Mother "I will bring your lunch to you. Where are you playing?"
Child " Waitakere Trust Stadium"
FOR REAL????? Imagine, if you will, a city, to the furtherest reaches of the south a mother toils at her job. At the extreme west end of the city a daughter realises she has forgotten lunch. Imagine the harbour that means the mother has to go to the centre of the city to then go the the western extreme.....!
Next grand gesture. Saturday morning, rowing
Text from strange phone number "my keys are in Hamilton'
"What?"
"on trailer to Hamilton"
How? What? Why? again, I phone only this time to a strange number. Alex answers.
How?
What?
Why?
Apparently it is 'easier' to just throw your keys on the trailer as you come in to the rowing sheds!!! The trailer left, on its way to Hamilton.
So my Saturday is shot. I cancel the vet who is doing a home visit for our ancient cat. I re-organise the day and take the keys. When I get there, the gate is locked so I have to walk (as if from South to West) She is out on the water so I leave the keys with a random coach and hope to heck this is sorted as I race off to do all the jobs lined up.
I have concluded that Mothers are the only people you can go to for the grand gesture, they will bring you your lunch, pick you up if you are sick, deliver spare keys, pick up forgotten phones, buy you things that their best judgement says 'NO'. Mothers- if you have one, look after them!
Last week Alex was involved in a sports tournament. The night before she was as organised as could possibly ever be imagined, bags packed, lunch made, drink bottle in the fridge- she was good to go in the morning. And go she did.
An hour later by urgent text "forgot lunch'
"I'll bring it"
"water 2"
I decided to ring and talk- it's quicker!
Mother "Oh darling, you were so organised, what a shame, blah, blah"
Child "Yeah, I know" After ruling out the buy lunch option-
Mother "I will bring your lunch to you. Where are you playing?"
Child " Waitakere Trust Stadium"
FOR REAL????? Imagine, if you will, a city, to the furtherest reaches of the south a mother toils at her job. At the extreme west end of the city a daughter realises she has forgotten lunch. Imagine the harbour that means the mother has to go to the centre of the city to then go the the western extreme.....!
Next grand gesture. Saturday morning, rowing
Text from strange phone number "my keys are in Hamilton'
"What?"
"on trailer to Hamilton"
How? What? Why? again, I phone only this time to a strange number. Alex answers.
How?
What?
Why?
Apparently it is 'easier' to just throw your keys on the trailer as you come in to the rowing sheds!!! The trailer left, on its way to Hamilton.
So my Saturday is shot. I cancel the vet who is doing a home visit for our ancient cat. I re-organise the day and take the keys. When I get there, the gate is locked so I have to walk (as if from South to West) She is out on the water so I leave the keys with a random coach and hope to heck this is sorted as I race off to do all the jobs lined up.
I have concluded that Mothers are the only people you can go to for the grand gesture, they will bring you your lunch, pick you up if you are sick, deliver spare keys, pick up forgotten phones, buy you things that their best judgement says 'NO'. Mothers- if you have one, look after them!
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