Ummm.. My Kid Was Invited To Join The School’s ‘Disorganized’ Club
One mentioned she may have ADD, but I think that is a completely wrong assessment. (Not that I’m a doctor, but neither is the mother who threw out that suggestion.) My daughter is just…spacey. That’s the best word I can think of to describe her and the reason why she’s disorganized. Plus, she sees how disorganized I am, so we’re pretty much screwed.
But I LOVE my spacey, scattered-brained, daughter. I would also like my spacey daughter (and my spacey self) to be more organized. Unfortunately, I’m now forty, and I don’t believe you can always teach an old dog new tricks. The thing about organizing is that you really have to work at it, and keep up with it. But many mothers, and children, it seems, just can’t do this.
One mother wrote me that she’s a Grade Six teacher and out of her entire class, only three are organized. So, obviously, we’re kind of…normal?
The difference, however, with a child being disorganized and a parent being disorganized is that we understand how our disorganized mind works. No one is allowed to touch my desk because, yes, although it’s totally a mess, that mess makes sense to me.
My daughter is a very busy girl. I can’t blame her for being disorganized, not just because we have so much on our plate, but also because I really do think that the poor girl just inherited my disorganized genes.
But, somehow, I’ve made it to 40, no one has died because of my lack of organization, and, although I’m positive that at times in my life it would be easier to be organized (Where is my vehicle ownership paper? ARGH!) I’ve survived quite successfully. I rather her be disorganized than mean. I rather her be disorganized than rude. I rather her be disorganized than a hateful person.
As for the Organizational Club, my daughter may be “required” to attend, which is good, but mostly bad. Will she even remember what day the Organizational Club takes place or where? Will we be able to get there, if we’re running late, because disorganized mommy can’t find her fucking keys again? And can you be “booted out” of an Organizational Club because you’re not improving?
And, it’s just ADDING another thing to stress about in our already disorganized life! Someone pointed out to me an Einstein quote: “If a cluttered desk equals a cluttered mind, then what, pray tell, does an empty desk mean?” Exactly. Keep your desk messy, my love. I don’t care. It’s who you are, my little spacey child. I do think the teacher should maybe start an Organizational Club for moms. We’re just as disorganized as our children, after all!