Yesterday I got rid of two more pots in the garden window. They were plastic ones where the kids drew a picture on paper and inserted it into the divided pot. I asked both kids who had made them and they were good with them going. That was an easy one. I dread the day I ask and they cry because I am throwing away a gift they made me. Thankfully, that day isn’t here yet.
Today I tossed our box of Pedialyte popsicle. My kids have never liked that stuff. Why I bought it probably three or four times, I have no clue? I kept thinking, maybe they are sick enough this time they will like it. I think I do that a lot in life – let’s try it one more time. I will plan one more lunch with this friend because maybe this time she won’t make a judgmental comment. I will take on this small task for PTA because I’m sure another mom will have to join me when she sees all the work I have to do. Don’t get me wrong, trying something a few times can lead to good results. The doctor said you need to try a food you don’t like 50 times before you can rule it out. Cauliflower must have hit the 50 mark in my late 20s when I started liking it. However, lobster still must only be in the 10 try category. I still don’t like it. Honestly, sometimes it’s OK to just say “I don’t like it” or “I’m not going to try it” or “no, I’m not doing that task again no matter how easy it sounds.” I’m done trying Pedialyte. It’s in the trash. I will have to ponder what other things in my life, I’m done trying for now too.