Super Me

Lately, the movie theaters are bursting with people watching the latest superhero movies. I haven’t watched any of them, but I remember reading my brother’s comic books and wishing I could be like Wonder Woman, Catwoman, Supergirl and Red Sonja (my dad was a fan of Conan the Barbarian). This week, one of our foxes asked us to elaborate on what talent or super power we wished for. There are several super-skills that I’ve wished for from time to time, but that could prove to be impractical or even dreadful at times. For example, x-ray vision might be handy when I can’t recall which bag I put my phone in, but it would be downright embarrassing to look at someone and see… well, you get the idea.

Anyway, I thought about some less heroic skills that I could use, and decided that there are three that would make my life absolutely wonderful.

Organization: I keep a hectic schedule, and I manage to get where I’m going with what I need to have thanks to my Bag System. I have a specific bag that comes with me to school, one that goes to quilting, one that goes to card-making, a bag for each of the instruments I play, and several that go to scrapbooking events. But I haven’t figured out a good system for keeping those bags out of the way. When we don’t have company (i.e., Easter and Christmas), the bags reside on the living room floor, in separate corners. I do have a craft room that is large enough and has a door that closes, but that room is full to the brim with craft stuff. I’m hoping to scrape out some time soon to organize the stuff in there, but every time I walk in I get overwhelmed. And then I don’t do anything.

Stamina: I suppose the tiredness I feel after exerting myself is due to aging, but I get frustrated when I list the things I need to do and then can’t muster the energy to do anything. There are times when I look at the list and consider ways I can avoid doing most of them. I start to rationalize – how bad would it be if I didn’t do this? Could I get someone else to do it? Is there an easier way? How vital is this task, really?

Do-overs: I’m not talking about re-living my life. I’m pretty happy with the way things have turned out for me. But every now and then I wish I could take back something I said, or avoid a mistake by setting the clock back a few minutes. I could avoid the traffic jam by taking a different route. I could arrive at my meeting without that awful stain by drinking water instead of coffee. I’d finally lose weight because that brownie would remain uneaten, and my dinner would be healthy and lean rather than quick and filling. With this power, I would no longer embarrass my family members, and I’d sleep better at night, knowing I’d done things correctly.

So that’s what I’d love to be: a super-organized, highly energetic woman with the ability to turn back the clock. With these powers, I’d win the battle of the overflowing pile of bags, conquer the never-ending to-do list, and do away with the rolling eyeballs (from my embarrassed children, grandchildren, and mom). I’m assuming this is not in the cards. I’ll just have to scrape along with my Bag System while taking my vitamins and trying not to stress when I make mistakes.

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