I am not perfect. Despite everything and everyone saying otherwise,
I have my faults. Yes, it’s true.
For example I have this little white
lie that I wheel out to the kids every now and again.
They have this propensity to approach
me every time I sit down. They don’t care for the fact I might have a
steaming cup of tea in front of me and am taking ten minutes to catch up on
emails. Ok, ok, catch up on Facebook. You caught me.
It’s like there is this alarm button
on my seat that goes off every time my rear makes contact and suddenly one or
two of them require urgent nourishment in the form of food, bathroom breakdown
assist, and remote control location or just feel like coming over and touching
me or something.
So I do this thing where I tell them
that I am glued to the chair and the glue will not dissolve until my tea is
finished.
See?
Not perfect.
They laugh but it seems to work.
This week I turned it up a notch and did
something I had been threatening for months.
I bought ear plugs.
We were just back from Rosslare and
something weird happened. I’ve
experienced it before but this time it seemed bigger. I was wrecked. I couldn’t focus on anything. I wasn’t able to concentrate. I felt like I was on the outside of my body
all of the time. And the noise!
Even when they were quiet the noise was magnified.
It’s sensory overload.
So I went to the chemist and bought
two packs of ear plugs. Basic little
squishy foamy ones that you roll between your fingers to taper out and then pop
into your ear. They unfold or swell
until your ear cavity is filled. The
noise levels are deadened or muffled but you can still hear everything. Just not at such high volumes.
They’re great. Especially if I put earphones on over
them. They really helped.
And the cool added bonus is, they are
bright yellow and it is quite obvious that I have them in. When the boys see them, they know I am
deliberately tuning them out and need my space.
See?
Not perfect.
Of course they still come over to
“have a go” of them. Smallest Boy thinks
when he wears them, I can’t hear him.
Much the same way he is of the belief that if he covers his eyes, he’s
invisible to others.
If anyone knows of such earplugs – the
ones that kids wear so their parents can’t hear them, those ones – can you let
me know?
Or is that called a mute button?
I’ll take four of those too
actually.
So anyway, ear plugs. They actually do deaden the pain. Get some.
Ear plug pro’s
They deaden all the sounds. Important note- deaden not kill.
Ear plug Cons
They look a bit daft.
They’re probably not very
hygienic.
You can hear your own breathing. A bit weird.
You can hear your own footsteps when
you walk. Inside your brain. Very weird.
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