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“Do one good thing every day that scares you.” –Eleanor Roosevelt
I woke up today with a profound eagerness for accomplishment. I felt inspired, motivated, energized. Today, I was going to accomplish something great, something lasting. Something that would make the world just a touch better than it was before.
As I was sitting and feeding my smallest daughter I noticed one of her nostrils blocked by a large, wet mucus plug. I tried to gently wrest it from it’s home. It was determined to stay. My daughter struggled, cried, insistent on keeping one of the few achievements she’d created in her short life. Her fierce writhing screamed, “No, no! I made this myself! This is mine, mine!”
As she was wailing my toddler chimed in, requesting one of her favorite treats, a tube of frozen yogurt (which we call ‘cold lollies’), in an increasingly unrelenting tone: I wanna cold lolly, Mommy. I wanna cold lolly, Mommy. I wanna cold lolly, Mommy! I wanna cold lolly, Mommy! I WANNA COLD LOLLY, MOMMY! She screamed this just as I managed to pop the offending plug from the baby’s nose and I immediately jumped up to procure said treat.
In doing so I noticed the dishwasher was still full of clean dishes and with a ‘can-do’ attitude I decided this would be my first conquest of the day. With brisk, self-reliant efficiency I neatly and quickly consigned crockery and silverware to their proper places. As I tucked the last mug safely in its familiar spot I suddenly realized that I had never actually washed my hands.
I looked down at them, up at my cabinets which now housed secret smears of infant-nose secretions, then back down again and thought, ‘Ah well, tomorrow is another day.’