i have no execution
Every year, as Maya’s birthday approaches, I tell myself that this is the year I’m going to go all out for her party.
And then timeline goes something like this:
5 weeks until the event: I’m fired up and I have a million ideas of cool things I want to do to make the event special. I start discussing themes and games and revisit all the articles and pictures that I’ve kept aside throughout the year.
4 weeks until the event: I start perusing the Internet to see how to make my ideas come to fruition. I strategize. I make lists. I think about reaching for my credit card to order some stuff but then I realize I have a ton of time before Maya’s birthday. So I get on Facebook instead.
3 weeks until the event: I look at the calendar and my lists and think, “Wow, I should totally start shopping for some of this stuff.” Instead, I start complaining to Ali about how I have 100 things to do and how I feel overwhelmed. He tells me we both need a break. We turn off our computers and turn on House Hunters International instead.
2 weeks until the event: I start thinking that I shouldn’t have smirked when Ali offered up Chuck E. Cheese as a venue.
1 week until the event: I tell my mom that none of my cool ideas are going to happen because I didn’t plan very well and now there isn’t enough time. We both pretend that my mom taking over comes as a big surprise.
7:45 am on the day of the event: I spend a ridiculous amount of time doing the one thing my mom gave me to do.
The event: The party turns out great because of my mom, my MIL, and an army of caterers and servers who step in to take care of things. I spend the entire afternoon taking credit for the vision of the party and I point out (to anyone who will listen) the one thing I actually executed.
My sign is pretty impressive huh?