Tick Tock

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I’m not crazy, but among the many voices that live in my head and terrorize me throughout the day, there’s one that is constantly going on about the same thing over and over again:  “You’re gonna be late! You’re gonna be late!”  I recently had a sit down with this voice over coffee and we discussed a few ground rules.


You can share your feelings and experiences, but don’t give advice. 

I told this voice that I get it, being late sucks and we’ve all been there, but I don’t need his advice, especially when are already late. I’m perfectly happy to talk about strategies to be on time when the sting of being late has subsided.

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Refrain from offensive language.

It’s really hard to calmly talk to an eight year old about the importance of getting their homework done on time when there’s all kinds of foul language running in my mind about what a fu#*ing terrible mom I’m gonna be if this kid never graduates from elementary school. [/et_pb_text][et_pb_image src="http://www.brendashiekh.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/10/Shiekh-Family.jpg" align="center" _builder_version="3.0.92"][/et_pb_image][et_pb_text _builder_version="3.0.92" custom_padding="25px||25px|"]

Food and drinks are not allowed.

When I’m preparing dinner for the hungry pack of kids I have, the voice is not allowed to insert it’s obnoxious opinions, it doesn’t help.  Besides, my kids are such aggressive eaters, no matter how early the food is served, it’s late. [/et_pb_text][et_pb_image src="http://www.brendashiekh.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/10/Shiekh-Family-in-Class.jpg" align="center" _builder_version="3.0.92"][/et_pb_image][et_pb_text _builder_version="3.0.92" custom_padding="25px||25px|"]

Raise your hand and wait to be called on.

There’s absolutely no reason for the voice to be running it’s “late” program when there’s nothing that we are going to be late for! It isn’t fair, and it’s totally unproductive. [/et_pb_text][et_pb_image src="http://www.brendashiekh.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/10/Pouting-Boy.jpg" align="center" _builder_version="3.0.92"][/et_pb_image][et_pb_text _builder_version="3.0.92" custom_padding="25px|||"]

Find a quiet place.

The voice needs to go to it’s quiet place when lateness is gonna hit the fan anyway.  I can’t help it if the bus is occasionally late dropping off my son with disabilities.  I already know I’m going to get a lecture from his physical therapist again about the importance of being on time to ensure his progress. Two lectures at the same time overloads the system.

And above all…


Always be on time.


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