To ask: does anybody else think that they're just really crap at everything...

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all the time?

Seriously, I know I've survived to reach my mid-thirties, so I must have got some things right at some point. But I can't seem to go through a day without cocking something up. Burning the dinner, forgetting my phone, paying a bill late...

Does anybody else get that feeling, or is it just me?

Ok so I've to be up at 550 in the morning to get kids to childminder and get myself across town to work for 730. In still not in bed, only getting clothes ready now and panicking drying socks in the microwave! I've sat on my arse on the internet all evening- could have organised it sooner but no, procrastinating is the best way!
I've also realised that I've no keys for work so will either have to wait it out in the car until someone comes in or go to another unit and proclaim my crapness...
Place is still a kip, I've been off for 8 days and did nothing with my time. And were moving this month. Nothing is packed! Aaaargh!

I'm glad I found this thread because I thought it was just me. IRL it seems that most people I know are super organised and good at everything!

If you think of the number of gifted and 'bright' children that you hear of all the bloody time, especially on Mumsnet then statistically you have to have loads of average and under average people to even things out.

Someone has to do it

Oh God yes I feel that way too. And then I feel worse because I feel like I'm also failing at positive thinking!

I am sooo forgetful, I feel like things just fall through the cracks. I've realised I need to write things down and set reminders on my phone as soon as I think of something to stop me forgetting. I am often late. I'm trying to work on that by setting off half an hour earlier than I think I need to and setting a reminder on my phone to do so but it is a struggle. And my house looks like a disaster zone. You are not alone!

I've never had a very successful career, thought motherhood was my calling. Turned out I'm not very good at that either! My house isn't pristine and I'm very disorganised. I'm so glad I found this thread!

We could live in CRAPSTONE in Devon.

Yes I want to live in Craptown. Dh can't come as he is too competent but he is rubbish at diy so he can pop over to put up a wonky shelf and leave mowing the lawn till next year week.

[dons bossy hat] Ok everyone who is putting themselves down needs to stop because I see people on here every day being kind and giving advice to strangers and being supportive and I refuse to believe that you're all crap because I've SEEN differently. So there.

I don't know whether I'm crap or just lazy.

I get up every day with such big intentions but just waste everyday in a tired haze of procrastination, Candy Crush or naps.

It does feel a bit cathartic to to get all the crap out on the table, as it were.

Since my last post, I have:
-realized I forgot to register DD2 for school and missed the deadline
-Left my phone at home when I went to work
-Let the pasta boil over
-Left my phone at work when I went home
-Put a plastic cheese packet on the hob, immediately after removing boiled over pasta. It's now melted on.
-Lost the lid to the pesto WHILE I WAS USING IT. I now have lidless pesto.

-Left the front door unlocked while I went on the school run.

-Lifted the edge of the rug to discover two chocolate coins from someone's Christmas stocking. Win!

In Crapstone, can I run for election as the Minister of Keys? If everybody could just pass their keys over, I'll proceed to lose them all in a disorderly fashion.

Can I move to Craptown too please?

I don't get up til 8:10 even though I have to leave at 8:35. I leave the kids to get themselves ready I just cover my greasy hair with a hat and shove my coat on over my manky jumper.

I can't be arsed to do housework.
I'm crap at dealing with bills so leave it all to DH.
My memory is atrocious.
I can't cook.
I'm clumsy.
I'm a crap conversationalist.
I can't drive.
I forget to do 'girly' things like plucking my eyebrows and moisturising then wonder why I suddenly look like shite.

I can, however, make a great cup of tea.

When I sleep away from home, I almost invariably lose my pants.

This is unfortunate, because I often have sleepover shifts at work. Two times, colleagues have had to return my undergarments to me the next week.

(Please, somebody report something more crap than that... Don't let the thread rest upon my wandering knickers!)

I will be running for the craptown chamber too. Took a wrong turn on the way to work and had to go the whole way around two and one way systems before I figured out how to get to work
I was meant to bring my squares for woolly hugs to work to see in the ends on my lunch and brought the needles but forgot the bloody squares. Doh.

Yesterday's pants (sensibly large and covered in primroses) once escaped down the leg of my jeans as I was sitting in the 6th form common room...my face is burning with embarrassment just thinking about it.

Will that do you, new?

On the way home from Disneyland Paris with dd1 I didn't close my suitcase properly and I trailed clothes through departures of cdg airport without noticing. Someone had to stop me and I had to frantically pick up my clothes.

Will that do?

Ah-ha, I'm glad I'm not the only one whose experienced trouser-escaping knickers. (In my case, also at work. Why do they still employ me?)

At school I felt very average and blended into the background. I was shy and awkward so a major target for bullying.

I am far better at English and just did not 'get' mathematics at all.

I have friends who excelled in mathematics and I am in awe of them. I am in awe of doctors, lawyers, surgeons, CEO's. To me it is a certain type of person who has these job roles.

I remember doing an experiment at university and I had three attempts whilst my peers did well the first time. I cried my eyes out felt well and truly thick then.

I am in a first level senior job and would like to move up. Part of me is comfortable in current role and worried I have not got what it takes to be any more than I am.

I am good at;
Administration at home and work
Organisation
Keeping our home clean and tidy
Being a loyal friend
Listening
Driving
Speaking to others
Cooking
Managing on a few hours sleep
Presenting myself well I.e. appearance
Faking confidence

I'm useless at being assertive in my private life. I'm far too nice.
I can do it perfectly well in my job, but only when actually doing the job, not the whole admin malarkey around it.

I used to think I was crap as a mother but all things considered I think didn't too badly.

I'm bloody brilliant at knitting and crochet. Very useful, that..

I can make candles out of the wax from Babybels. They make great crappy Christmas presents. "Here, I made you this. It came from cheese..."

There was a boy in primary school who used his baby bel wax to make models out of. If was gross