It's A Mystery To Me

I do not understand the brain of a 13 year old boy.  It makes absolutely no sense to me at all.  That thought process is irrational, illogical, sometimes lazy, and sometimes gross. I will never understand how the 13 year old boy brain works. 

There are times it even makes it difficult to like the boy carrying around that mystery brain very much.  I know you're not supposed to say that.  As a mother - we are supposed to love our children unconditionally.  And I do.  I love The Little Man.  Some days I just don't like the things he does very much.

I find myself feeling frustrated, and confused.  Baffled and impatient.  I find myself saying "WHAT were you thinking?" far more times than I ever imagined possible.  To which the response is usually either a blank, deer in the headlights look.  Or a dumb-founded "I don't know" or "Nothing".  Which only succeeds in making the frustration, confusion, bafflement, and impatience worse.

In our latest episode - we find The Little Man coming home from school and deciding he needs not one, but Two egg sandwiches.  (Why two?  Why not one?  Another great mystery of the 13 year old male universe.  The answer to this one lies somewhere in the bottomless pit of the 13 year old male stomach - and THAT is enough of a topic for an entire other blog post)  He chose to cook up these particular eggs quickly in the microwave.  This I discovered when I heard the loud popping sound coming from the microwave.  But somehow my cries to "get the eggs out of the microwave and see if it needs cleaned out" were somehow heard by the 13 year old male as "take the eggs out of the microwave and throw them in the trash, completely wasting good food!" 

I find myself completely at a loss.  No idea what is going on in there, or how to deal with it.

Monday Morning Brain

I'm pretty sure I set my marbles down around here somewhere.  Now if I could just locate them!

I'm suffering from a pretty serious case of what I have now given the title of "Monday Brain".  Of course, it's not confined to just Monday and can, in fact, occur on any given day of the week.  But today is Monday - so there ya go...

My mind is wandering already today.  I can't seem to stay focused on any one thing for very long.  If I try to think about what I need to accomplish at work today - I start thinking about what I want to pack to eat today

While thinking about which foods to pack - I start thinking that I need to go feed the chickens. 

As I consider that - I realize I also need to feed the cats and dog. 

From there my mind zooms over to what we're eating for Christmas dinner.

And what I need to bake this week.

And how the Little Man only has 2 days of school this week. 

And stocking stuffers.  And cleaning I still need to finish.  And wrapping that needs done.

And all the while, I should be getting dressed for work.

Which brings me right back to what I need to do at work today before the long Christmas weekend.  And the way my mind keeps wandering - I am know pondering how I'm going to manage to accomplish ANY of it!!