I was looking at myself in the mirror this morning thinking about how I need to get a haircut which reminded me that I need to find a good hairdresser. Thinking along those lines lead me to the thought that I could use a good nail tech for those mani and pedicures, heck maybe just a personal groomer would be nice. But why stop there, I could really use a personal shopper, a housekeeper, a cook. If I had a personal assistant they could coordinate all of this for me as well as handle my finances and appointments. It would be great to have a chauffeur to drive me to those appointments and care for my car. While I’m at it, I could really use a groundskeeper to manage our property and a handyman to care for our home. Then it struck me, what I really need is my very own CarePartner!

My husband, bless him, used to do so many of these jobs for and with me. Unfortunately, now it is all my responsibility to make sure they get done for both of us. Maybe that’s why half the time I look and feel half-done. By the time I make sure he is fed, showered and dressed and our home is livable, I may or may not have any energy left for me.

The true absurdity, and what makes me laugh the most, is the fact that I think I could add all of these tasks to my already busy life and be successful at any of them. So, if the next time you see me my hair is overgrown, my clothes are wrinkled and I seem a bit frazzled you’ll understand why. But wait, relief may be on the way. I forgot to mention my personal masseuse who should be arriving any minute now … if only!