The ultimate sandwich

Today I had a sandwich with all the fixin's, and none of the calories because it was generational. After putting my 6 year-old on the bus, I headed out for errands with my 90 year-old. I decided to let her go to Mass because doing so would ease my guilt in the event that she does not get to Mass this weekend.

Getting Mum's eyeglasses at Dedham Medical was so simple! She will use her current frames (which are from Dedham Medical), and they will call me when the new lenses are ready. Of course, I asked them to call me rather than Mum because she may forget to tell me. Managing often includes doing what's easiest at the moment.

From there, we proceeded to South Shore Plaza for undergarment shopping at Macy's. This part of the adventure reminded me of how much I do not enjoy shopping. I was completely overwhelmed by the excessive amounts of merchandise, and couldn't get out of there fast enough. However, after a deep breath, I settled into the task of selecting styles, colors, and sizes. With a varied selection, we were off to the dressing room, where I hadn't spent so much time in years. Finally, we ended up with a sufficient stash.

After Macy's, there was no way I was going to go anywhere else in the mall. Instead, we went to Uno's, which is in a separate building, for a quiet and filling lunch. We shared a salad, after which Mum had a lobster slider and I had my favorite -- spinoccoli (sp?) pizza.

I only dropped my 90 year-old off after lunch because I had to get back for the rest of my sandwich. I promised my 6 year-old that he could have a play date so I picked him and his friend up at school. The next few hours included entertaining 2 children, getting a flu shot, checking email, providing snacks, tracing hands for turkey drawings, dropping off 1 child, preparing dinner, and getting my 6 year-old off to soccer practice with his Dad. Another deep breath, and here I am.

This day was successful and exhausting. I did so much and nothing. At times, I questioned whether days like this would be better than my job. While I do not have an answer, it's just as well. For so many reasons, I do not have a choice. I will continue to be an employee, mother, daughter, wife, and wiped out woman.

I conclude this day feeling that sandwiches are a good diet for at least a bit longer.