The Bloggy Dare writing prompt I’m writing about today is “I am finally learning…”
I am finally learning the wonders of wearing yoga pants. Yup, my conversion to 100% SAHM is almost complete…I LOVE my yoga pants! I should clarify that, at this time of year where we are experiencing 30+˚Celsius weather (approx 90+˚Farenheit), plus humidity, I’m not wearing yoga pants per say, they are more like yoga capris. They truly are the easiest thing to throw on in the morning, and they are comfy all day long. When I have meetings to attend, I will put some more effort into my clothing by wearing “respectable” capris (with heels if I’m not having to chase after the kids too) but otherwise, my morning choice is “which pair of black yoga capris am I going to wear today?”.
I realized the other morning that I ONLY have black yoga capris…no other colour, and as a result, I’m pretty much always wearing a black fitted t-shirt too. I have EIGHT black fitted t-shirts, all with different necklines and of different sizes but nevertheless, I have EIGHT of them! People are probably starting to think I only have one outfit that I keep wearing every single day. Ugh.
The question is, what am I going to do about it? I could donate all my yoga capris to get them out of my home and then they aren’t even an option in the morning, but I won’t. I could “report myself” to TLC’s What Not To Wear, but I won’t. I could buy entirely new wardrobe but, I won’t.
So, until then, I’m just going to happily wear my yoga capris. If only wearing yoga pants would motivate me to actually do yoga more often than once every couple of months…
Just saw what I think is a great writing prompt on Twitter: “I Knew It Was Over When…”. Some responses I read that I find amusing and/or truthful. I knew it was over when…
- u began to treat me like an option instead of a priority. @iTweetFacts
- being apart was actually a relief. @bashrafi
- you stopped smiling everytime you saw me. @Its_Stewie
- you replied with a “k” to my long text. @Londonanddreams
- we argued more than we loved…and everyone could see it. @CallMeAuburn
- you said you don’t like Harry Potter. @LovelyLestrange
- us not talking to each other was a form of escapism from your constant nagging. @halfbrown79
- the relationship started to cause me more pain than happiness. @iTruzie
- I asked your goals and you said to be maintained. @Kashanova23
- you went from in a relationship to single on Facebook. @jayfrink1988
Here are my contributions, based on my experience. “I knew it was over when…”
- You prioritized a computer screen over me
- You texted me saying “I have something to tell you but I don’t know where to start”. My response was “Let me know when you do”. Relationship done.
- I apologized to you for YOUR actions
- My friends started commenting on how you treated me
- I called 9-1-1
- I realized I deserved to be “seen”
Wow! This makes me SSOOOO thankful to have my man now!
How would you finish “I knew it was over when…”
After my son FINALLY started IBI therapy in September, I had an epiphany: Autism stories are as varied as the Autism spectrum itself (shocking!). So, to celebrate Autism Awareness Month in Canada, I’m putting the call out for guest posts (you don’t have to be a blogger, a professional blogger, a writer, etc) to help share our stories with eachother. We can all learn from eachother and the only way to do that is by sharing.
So, please contact me if you:
- Your child/grandchild has Autism
- You support (through a family or friend connection) a child/adult with Autism
- You yourself live with Autism
Some prompts to help the writing juices start:
- My diagnosis story
- My search for services
- My journey with the school board
- How I manage the appointments
- How I manage the paperwork
- What has “worked” for me and my family
- What hasn’t “worked” for me and my family
- What Autism means to me
- What I wish others would understand
Some of my posts that may help inspire you:
This call for guest posts does NOT end in October. I would love for it to be a year-round thing! Our learning NEVER stops!
Find me on Twitter at @imamomtoo, on Facebook or email me at imamomtoo(at)gmail(dot)com if you are interested in participating.