I hate to bring Scarlett O'Hara into this, but hey: I am Southern.
This is not to say that you'll find me in a plantation home, wearing a hoop skirt and waving a fan at myself while having "the vapors", but it IS to say that when I need strength, I tend to fall back on the strength of us southern gals. And, more often than not, Scarlett is our gal.
(Sometimes, it's M'Lynn from Steel Magnolias. We all quote M'Lynn around these parts.)
Life around these parts have undergone massive changes as of late. Namely, I've got a new mouth to feed.
While I expected a certain amount of .. upheaval.. in this development, I think I was underprepared for just how much my routine would be shot. Remember me? The lady who revolves around routine? Why, yes, she has gone crazy and has flown the coop. What's left is little ole me, clutching to my turnip and screaming to the heavens about Tara and Rhett Butler.
So while my mornings were carefully scheduled before - literally! Down to the :15 minute mark! - now my days may start at 4:00 a.m. or they may start at 8:00 a.m. They might involve Judge Judy for hours on end or they may have five loads of laundry. (That would be THIS morning. FIVE. FIIIIIVE. Who knew something so small could put out so much bodily fluid?!)
I'm learning to let go of the schedule, but it's not easy. And a lot of the time, I fall into bed nightly and think, Man, I truly failed today.
But then I just tighten my corset, pinch my cheeks, and exhale to the sky: Tomorrow is another day.
Do you have a movie hero/heroine that you try to embody when the going gets tough?