I have just been walking around naked in my house for the last 15 minutes.
Not because I’m being flirty with the hubs or because I’ve just gotten out of the shower.
It’s cause I can’t find my underwear.
Who knew underwear might very well be my downfall?
A few weeks ago, we experienced a series of hardwood accidents (the floor has begun to splinter) that finally had us admit it was time to get new floors. That prompted a super quick search for a good deal and even faster installation plan. We found a fantastic offer that fit within our budget (Damn, flooring is expensive!) and made arrangements to have them installed this week.
Yes, this week.
You know, between the party we had on Saturday and the party we are having this coming Sunday? Yes. Sunday.
Why on earth would we do something like this at this time of year? Because we kind of had to (in for a penny in for a pound) and because we were given a great incentive on the installation. Of course we did. Cause who else would be moronic enough to replace their floors two weeks before Christmas?
A number of friends have said that this has Jenn written all over it. Is it because I’m a person that just tackles whatever is in front of her and gets it done regardless of the effort it takes to get there? Or is it because I have overloaded us to a degree that is baffling to them? Their world not being the same comfort zone as mine in terms of events, logistics, etc..?
I have done events for 90,000 people, managed rallies with 2,000 motorcycles, organized massive road shows and demo programs across Canada. I live and breath in a world where Plan to Fail and Fail to Plan is the norm. Where flexibility and adaptability are a person’s best game.
But this one might break me.
I’m not sure what it is exactly. Managing the kids logistics in with our own? Trying to coordinate a plan when the timing isn’t quite working? My Type A personality causing way too much anxiety with how “apart and strewn about” the house is? We’ve done renos before but surviving a reno is always a challenge. No?
This is where #TeamPowell truly makes our magic happen.
Both of us are keenly aware that we are on the high rung of the stress ladder right now (work for each of us has been epic busy the last few weeks) but I see us striving to have each other’s back. We recognize that emotions are raw right now and are very careful to not take it out on the other. (This was something we learned was crucial when we quit smoking).
We are working to find moments to have fun in the midst of the chaos. To laugh.
and right now I think its hysterical that I can’t find my underwear.
Who needs panties? Run free in the wind, my friend!