The Overprotective Mama

On my way home from work, I decided to stop by Subway to pick up a foot-long Italian BMT on Parmesan Oregano.  This was about 7PM and I was in a tad of a hurry because my shows were starting to come out of the Christmas/New Year hibernation the networks put them into.

Unfortunately, there was a line.  The line was moving quickly but there was this lady in front of me that kept getting out of line, poking her head out the door and giving the hand signal that one gives to say “stay there”.  On one of these trips she looked at me and said, “I have to check on my kid”.

I can understand a couple checks while in line, but she was doing this every couple minutes.  She even did it a couple times while the people were making her sandwich.  I was just htinking to myself, “Wow, either this lady has an unruly kid who cannot be trusted to stay in the car, or she’s very overprotective”.

Well, I finally got my sandwich and paid for it and this lady was walking out the door right in front of my.  She took a hard right out of the door and I saw her child.  It was a golden retriever tied to the handrail on a set of stairs near the store.  Now, everything made sense.  Dogs think that a few seconds out of your sight in an eternity, so a couple minutes must’ve been unbearable.  So she had to go keep reassuring her loved one that she was still there.

I just chuckled as I walked to the car.

Organization is the Key

Mr. Eichmann was my 12th Grade math teacher in North Carolina. He really made math fun. Besides his very apparent passion for the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill (The Tarheels) he also had a passion for organization.

A day didn’t go by without him uttering the phrase, “Organization is the Key” and he meant it.

It turns out it’s a good phrase to live by. Now those who know me really well and have actually seen either my work office or my home office will know that I haven’t really taken the phrase to heart. My wife, on the other hand, lives by it.

When she was a student at Texas Woman’s University studying nursing, she began every semester with a trip to Wal-Mart to buy organization supplies. That usually entailed buying three ring binders for every glass, colored post-it tabs and colored highlighters.

Well, her organization fetish isn’t limited to the classroom. We were going to the Galleria area because we had to take Belle to the surgeon and they had to run some tests on her that was going to take over an hour. So we decided to go to the Galleria Mall to kill some time. Well, on the way there, we passed The Container Store. Nancy isn’t one to blow by a store which derives it’s business through providing organizational products. Plus, she is looking for a better way to organize her scrapbooking and quilting supplies. So we stop and go in. We didn’t really see anything of use until we got to the end. There were these plastic containers that are designed to store your shoes.

Nancy decided that she was going to pick up a box of 20. I noticed that the boxes for men’s shoes were more expensive than the ones for women. So I decided to see if my Size 8 shoe could fit into a woman’s shoe box. Unfortunately, it couldn’t so we picked up 4 of the mens shoe boxes.

We got home from our trip to the Galleria area and Nancy quickly went to the closet and started boxing up her shoes. Up till now, our shoes resided either at the front door on a shoe rack, or along the floor of our walk-in closet.

The beauty of these boxes is that you can stack them and see into them. So now, all our shoes are neatly boxed away and are on the top shelf of our closet. Boy does our closet look better now without all the clutter on the floor.

Stay tuned….

For all those people who check in frequently to see what I’ve posted, I apologize for the slight gap in posting. I have alot going on right now, and I’m also having to interview friends and family to jog my memory about some of the entertaining stuff I’ve done in the past that would make good blogging material.

So stay tuned….. there should be some new posts this week