Zombie Chickens and Apparently I`m Just a Control Freak
Posted on May 9, 2009 - Filed Under Friends, Fun | 1 Comment
It`s been a full week of having a maid and I`ve made an important discovery about myself. I`m a total control freak. I guess I don`t notice most of the time because Irving is so laid back, he totally lets me just command things around here and never says a word and he lets me do stuff my way.
I think part of my whole issue with having someone else in the house is that I like things done MY way. Sure, I could micromanage this girl, but that`s not why I hired her. So, I`m suppressing the urge to go stir the rice or check on the meat while she`s cooking (believe me, it`s harder than it sounds . . . but she`s an awesome cook) and resisting jumping up and running when one of the boys asks for a bottle or something and she`s right there to do it or when I hear her asking Dante not to dump the entire bag of laundry soap into the pila.
Some of you might think I SHOULD be doing these things, but the truth is, this gal is GOOD at what she does. I`m particularly finicky when it comes to dishes . . . as in, totally intolerant of any bits left on anything. Irving avoids doing dishes for this reason. I was very worried because in my experience, Guatemalans don`t really care about little things like dried egg on their forks. But she surprised me and does the dishes just as well, if not better, than I do! So obviously, she`s a good fit and it`s just me that has to adjust. 
Ok, enough self-analysis, on to the zombie chickens!
Gloria, my friend in Australia who is the epitome of weird (in a totally good way!), nominated me for a zombie chicken blog award. Which is pretty darn cool. And she worked the whole Mayan chicken business into her zombie chicken post, which is even cooler!
Anyway. The way I understand this, you give the award to people whose blogs you would read even in the middle of a zombie chicken attack. So, thanks, Gloria! I promise I`d be there with a baseball bat covering your butt while you read my blog in the face of a zombie fowl apocalypse!
And I`m awarding this funky thing to the following blogs:
Mr. Lady: Because she just gets the whole parenting thing on a very different level than most parents and she`s really, really cool. Plus, she lives in Canada and is funny.
Smiles and Trials: I love, love, love this family. They are full of kids (11 and another on his way from the Ukraine) and love and Christine blogs the ups and downs. I really appreciate her honesty about life in a big family. It seems a bit weird to award her the zombie chicken . . . but I find myself constantly checking her blog to see if she`s updated, so I think it qualifies!
The Bloggess: WARNING-Click at your own risk, this blog is the funniest blog I`ve ever read, BUT it is so not for anyone with any kind of intolerance level. If you get riled by not-so-nice language, politically incorrect jokes and bodily functions, stay far, far away.
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I know exactly what you mean about wanting to be in control.. but I think you are blessed. It sounds like you found great help! I think if she did need micro-managing, or even just the occasional bit of managing, it would be true hell for you (it would be for me!). Knowing that she knows what to do, won’t ‘cure’ your control streak, but you’ll be able to ignore it much easier! Lucky you!! May things continue to go smooth