Thursday, May 18, 2006
Dumb and dumber
Do you ever feel like you're not as smart as you used to be? I have been feeling that way lately. My 10 year college reunion is this weekend, and I am pretty sure I knew more then than I know now. I like my job, but after 10 years of doing the same thing, the learning curve just isn't as steep.
And when I am not working? Well, I am taking care of Chloe, going for walks, making her laugh (there is nothing sweeter), and singing songs like Ally Galloo Galloo Ally Galloo gallee ALL-EYYY Galloo Galloo Gallee...WOOOOOOO. I am cleaning the house, running errands, cooking dinner or running. I enjoy all of these things. I really do, and I wouldn't have it any other way (except to possibly stop working all together and spend all day singing and dancing with the babe). But the old noggin is not getting much exercise.
It really hit me when I had to ask Martin recently..."Are there 7 continents?" For a split second, I actually thought there were 8. Just don't ask me to name them. Or when I wrote a letter to the insurance company and had to really think about whether nutrition was spelled correctly. Thank goodness for spell check.
Maybe it's mommy brain, or lack of sleep, or just changing priorities. But I don't like it. Use it or lose it, right? I think it's time I start reading something besides other people's blogs, maybe take a class, do a crossword puzzle, watch the news...
All that said, I don't feel bad about it. I am smarter in other ways. I know who I am, who I'd like to be, and am comfortable in my skin. I am married to my best friend, and have the best daughter I could ever imagine. Even if I have dropped a few IQ points, life is good.
And when I am not working? Well, I am taking care of Chloe, going for walks, making her laugh (there is nothing sweeter), and singing songs like Ally Galloo Galloo Ally Galloo gallee ALL-EYYY Galloo Galloo Gallee...WOOOOOOO. I am cleaning the house, running errands, cooking dinner or running. I enjoy all of these things. I really do, and I wouldn't have it any other way (except to possibly stop working all together and spend all day singing and dancing with the babe). But the old noggin is not getting much exercise.
It really hit me when I had to ask Martin recently..."Are there 7 continents?" For a split second, I actually thought there were 8. Just don't ask me to name them. Or when I wrote a letter to the insurance company and had to really think about whether nutrition was spelled correctly. Thank goodness for spell check.
Maybe it's mommy brain, or lack of sleep, or just changing priorities. But I don't like it. Use it or lose it, right? I think it's time I start reading something besides other people's blogs, maybe take a class, do a crossword puzzle, watch the news...
All that said, I don't feel bad about it. I am smarter in other ways. I know who I am, who I'd like to be, and am comfortable in my skin. I am married to my best friend, and have the best daughter I could ever imagine. Even if I have dropped a few IQ points, life is good.
