i am a success junkie:
beginning academically, i maintained prized A's and high scores all through high school, college, and graduate school (uh-hem, excepting for that cursed aerobics class, forever tarnishing my record).
transferring this philosophy to employment, colleagues will attest to my continually competitive nature and attempts to "make the grade" be that through promotions, salary increases, reviews, kids reading (even if i have to force them!), or little daily things like just being right.
i also plan for months what to bring to a pot luck and make darn sure it is a dish that everyone loves. nothing screams B- to me like a half-eaten casserole.
and now, here i sit, at home. no one even cares if i get dressed in the morning. my task-master, a six-week old baby. and i don't think she'll be handing out any pay raises in the near future.
still, i scour my life for little successes. and as acknowledgement is my heroin, i must share them with the world:
1. summer slept for her first full nap--over 2 hours--without being held! (from here on out, i can see myself confusing my successes with my children's; the line is becoming fuzzy...)
2. my sophomore effort at candy making was far more successful than my debut; bryan has officially been uninvited.
3. i went almost three months without purchasing clothes for myself--you know how hard that is for me. today, i ended my record on (what else?) a sweet pair of jeans.
if that's not an A+ day, i don't know what is.
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