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Tuesday, September 14, 2010

The Perfect Woman - sooo NOT . . .

I've been pondering much lately on how best to prioritize.

Always sooooo much to do and so little time - it reminds me of the song
"One of These Things is not Like the Other"
which task should be the task that doesn't fit into the schedule any longer - if only it could be as easy as selecting the pink circle amidst all the various squares!

Exercise, a semblance of housekeeping, removing weeds before they overtake the house, an occasional appearance in the kitchen, picking the beans before they reach gargantuan lengths, packing up the college child, searching for winter clothes for the "adopted little ones", the business payroll, scriptures, vacuuming dog fur, date night with hubby, phone calls to parents, humanitarian projects, watering pots, prayer, work, service, church callings . . .

I still haven't been able to come up with the best soltuion for me and what is the right answer in my life right now.

But I did run across this "perfect" poem. It made me laugh . . . hope you will too :)
(clearly blogging must maintain it's dismal position on the list . . .)

The Girl in a Whirl
by ‘Dr. Sue’
(a.k.a. Vickie Gunther)

Look at me, look at me, look at me now!
You could do what I do
If you only knew how.

I study the scriptures one hour each day;
I bake,


I garden,
I scrub,
and I pray.

I always keep all the commandments completely;
I speak to my little ones gently and sweetly.

I help in their classrooms!
I sew all they wear!
I drive them to practice!
I cut all their hair!

I memorize names of the General Authorities;
I focus on things to be done by priorities.

I keep our home organized,

clean and attractive.

I drop by with goodies

and see the less-active.

I play the piano!
I bless with my talents!
My toilets all sparkle!


My checkbooks all balance!

Each week every child gets a one-on-one date;
I attend all my meetings (on time! Never late!)

I’m taking a class on the teachings of Paul,
But that is not all! Oh, no. That is not all …

I track my bad habits ‘til each is abolished;
I floss everyday! and
My toenails are polished!

Our family home evenings are always delightful;


The lessons I give are both fun and insightful.

I do indexing faithfully, too.
It’s easy to do all the things that I do!

I rise each day early, refreshed and awake;
I know all the names of each youth in my stake!
I read to my children!
I help all my neighbors!
I bless the community, too, with my labors.

I write in my journal!

I sing in the choir!

Each day, I write "thank you's"

to those I admire.

I exercise and I cook menus gourmet;
My visiting teaching is done the first day!

(I also go do it for someone who missed hers.
It’s the least I can do for my cherished ward sisters.)

I chart resolutions and check off each goal;
I seek each “lost lamb” on my Primary roll.

I bottle our produce each summer and fall.
But that is not all! Oh, no. That is not all …

I went back to school to

update my degree.

My studying earned me a

new PhD

I split with the Sisters who

cover our ward

To spread the glad truth

that the Gospel's restored.

I go to the temple

at least once a week.

I make my girls' prom dresses -

modest, yet chic.

My sons were all Eagles when they were fourteen!
My kids get straight A’s!
And their bedrooms are clean!

I have my own business to help make some money;
I always look beautifully groomed for my honey.

I grind my own wheat

and I bake all our bread.

I plan our nutritious meals

six months ahead.

I make sure I rotate our two-years’ supply;
My shopping for Christmas is done by July!

(It's out of the way early on

for a reason.

I then can prepare for the

real Christmas season.)

These things are not hard;
It’s good if you do them;
You can if you try!
Just set goals and pursue them!

It’s easy to do all the things that I do!
If you plan and work smart, you can do them all, too!

It’s easy!” she said …

… and then,

she dropped dead.

We can all laugh about the
"perfect woman"
but how many of us secretly compare ourselves constantly to this
totally unrealistic standard?






9 comments:

Pedaling said...

Life is soooo much better when the comparisons stop!

That poem is funny!

Momza said...

I've heard that poem before...I do believe it was Brent Yorgason's wife who read it at a fireside.As ridiculous as it sounds OUTLOUD, I know sisters who still try to live their lives like that....and then they get old like me and realize that it IS ridiculous and unnecessary.
I have learned to be patient with my self. There's time for many things in different seasons.

Marilyn said...

How did you know that I needed to read that today???? =)

Sue said...

I've read that one, too, but it was a long time ago....and i love Dr. Sue, with her humorous approach to life.

I have to admit I've never tried quite that hard, but I do manage to get myself overextended at times, as you read in my post yesterday.

Thanks for the humor!

=)

tammy said...

Guilty!

But I am getting better at not comparing, and just trying to be my best self.

Andrea said...

I love it! I definitely try to compare myself to that standard sometimes.

Oh, and I love the toilet up there. LOL!

Mrs. Richards said...

Kristin, I love you. I needed that today, too!

Joy For Your Journey said...

I love that poem!! It really made me laugh. Although I seriously think I know some women who come close to being like that.

I used to compare myself and feel bad, but then I read once that Pat Holland didn't like to sew. I loved hearing that. For the first time in my life I felt I had permission to not be perfect in the way others may judge us. For years I felt so guilty that I didn't like sewing. Now I try to compare myself less and enjoy the talents of others more.

Still . . .

Shauna said...

Great post thanks :)

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