Not Ready for Granny Panties--The 11 Commandments for Avoiding Granny Panties. Mary Fran Bontempo

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      And you know what? It doesn’t matter. Because while your kid will register shock and horror that you no longer have the complete itemized list of her likes and dislikes committed to memory as you did when she was small, she is now old enough to remind you that she hates tomatoes. Even better, she’s old enough to make her own vegetable for dinner. Further, how important is a middle name, anyway? And check your phone; your girlfriend’s number is in there. (If you forget how to look up your contacts, ask the kid who hates the tomatoes. If she’s still speaking to you, that is.)

      The worst part of all of this forced memorization is that what it also forces you into is a gigantic pair of Granny Panties. Trying to hold onto everything for everyone makes us cranky, miserable and it robs us of time—for ourselves. When you get right down to it, probably ninety percent of what we’re trying so desperately to hold onto doesn’t mean a thing. So instead of looking at nature’s gradual elimination of totally inconsequential information from your head as a sign that the end is near, see it as a passport to personal freedom.

      Do you know when your computer crashes and that little message comes up advising you that a memory dump is commencing? Embrace the dump. If your mind is divesting itself of some of its contents, go with it. Let go of anything that’s painful, old news or simply not important.

      If it has no relevance to the moment at hand, if it doesn’t impact your life in any major way, if it makes you miserable to mull it over, turn it loose and Fuhgeddaboudit. As in Tony’s world, it can be good for your health. When you de-clutter your brain, you make room for other stuff. Fun stuff. Interesting stuff. Stuff that might even make life more enjoyable.

      None of this means that you abandon your actual responsibilities. If it’s really important, write it down and slap it on the fridge. (You know you’ll end up there at least fourteen times throughout the day; you’re bound to see it.) But if it’s not essential, if you don’t have to take your mother to the gynecologist (Dear God, yes, it’s come to that), then forget it.

      Forget old grudges. Forget the fact that you were passed over for a promotion five years ago and you still feel the bile rise every time you remember that the boss’s nephew got the job. (It’s the boss’s nephew; of course he got the job.) Stop replaying the argument with your sister-in-law over and over in your head. (If you didn’t make that witty comeback, it’s too late now anyway.) Forget that the auto mechanic fleeced you and charged you for repairs you didn’t need. (You already paid the bill; just don’t go back there.)

      And for heaven’s sake, forget everything that is, or should be, within the realm of your kids’ (we’re talking adult “children,” here) responsibilities. We served as their personal assistants for their entire childhoods. It’s time to let them remember their own stuff from now on. Even if you do remember when their school loan payment is due, tell them you forget. If you don’t, you’ll set a precedent that will have you calling them each month to remind them to pay their mortgage, their electric bill and their internet service bill. (Assuming they ever move out, of course.)

      Forget to do the kids’ laundry. Forget to change their sheets and clean their rooms. Forget to pick up whatever it was they asked you to get them at the store. Refuse to serve as their personal calendar, recalling when they have to make the next dentist appointment or renew their gym membership. Occasionally, forget to make dinner. Or just buy bread and lunchmeat. Let the bear cubs forage for themselves.

      It’s also okay to forget where your husband put his keys. Or his phone. Or his briefcase. Or his jacket. Or his favorite tie. It’s not that you don’t love him, or care about his or the kids’ happiness. It’s just that you’re not responsible for it. You’re not responsible for keeping track of all the things that keep everyone else on track, even though you’ve set yourself up as the one who steers the ship and all of its minutiae.

      While you being the mistress of your domain and its inhabitants is pretty much essential early on, in order to keep your household from bursting into flames, now it’s time to “Fuhgeddaboudit” and force, if necessary, everyone to remember their own stuff. It’s not about being mean-spirited; it’s about independence and self-sufficiency for them, relief for you. And it’s time for everyone to move on, whether they like it or not.

      Forgetting, not only your own extra baggage, but everyone else’s as well, is your key to release, a release that will open your mind, and your life, to new possibilities, ones that are infinitely more engaging than replaying old hurts or recalling when your daughter’s car is due for inspection. Forgetting stuff that isn’t yours to remember or things that you shouldn’t bother remembering, will also keep you out of a nasty pair of Granny Panties. Freedom for your head, freedom (figuratively) for your bum.

      So pay attention to what Mother Nature and Tony Soprano are trying to tell you. Forgetting can be good for your well being. If you must remember something, again, write it down and put it up on the fridge. If you can remember where you keep the paper and pens, that is.

      Try This!

      Below, list ten things that you think you “have to” remember to take care of this week. After you’ve completed the list, review it and cross out anything that is really someone else’s responsibility. Then, “Fuhgeddaboudit!” and inform the masses that they’ll have to remember their own “stuff” from now on.

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      Next, write down five things that you’ve been holding on to—old grudges, hurts, perceived failures—anything that makes you feel lousy but is no longer an active part of your life. Then, review the list…and CROSS OUT EVERY ITEM. In other words, “Fuhgeddaboudit!” once and for all.

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      Now, while we’re on the subject of forgetting…

      The Second Commandment:

      Thou Shalt Ignore More

      It’s not often that I’ll give our male counterparts the nod in leading the way towards a more peaceful existence, particularly given that, if it weren’t for the men in our lives, peace might not seem like a foreign word to the majority of women. (Sorry, guys, but you do have a way of stirring things up.)

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