Warning: This post contains complete and total honesty which may likely cause nausea in all readers, shuddering in most, and full-on flabbergastation in those whom I refer to as "normal." I'm a scatterbrain. I believe I was born this way. I'm germaphobic. This was an acquired neurosis. I procrastinate. This is just me not doing what … [Read more...]
Willing To Admit I’m Wrong
Sooooo, in this "coming clean" process I experience quite a spectrum of moods. On the high end, there's "Woo-hoo, I've got this housekeeping thing down!" On the low end, there's "I'm a slob, I'll always be a slob, there's no hope for me!" Most days, I manage to keep it in the middle, but some days I get to experience both . . . within … [Read more...]
Reality Can Be So Irritating
I had big plans to write a post about how I was going to devote this week to projects. I was going to show this picture: Then I was going to explain how this is the result of all my corners-and-hideaways decluttering efforts of the past two weeks. I was going to wax eloquent about how so much of what I pulled out of these last remaining … [Read more...]
Sometimes Survival Techniques Just Don’t Cut It
I've shared that this week is dedicated to getting the house to the point where the bug-man can come in and spray. While I would love to get the house to the point of perfection so that there is no embarrassment as he enters any-old-room, I'm a slob, and so that just isn't something I can achieve in less than a week. So I'm depending on survival … [Read more...]
Forever Re-Prioritizing
Mamas know all about re-prioritizing. Whether it's the big and noble stuff like adjusting your vision of the mom you dreamed you would be to the mom you are capable of being, or the little stuff like shortening an already short list of must-have items from the store when your toddler falls and puts a gash in her knee. Or maybe it's the … [Read more...]
Right Place at the Wrong Time?
I talk a lot about my Selective Slob Vision. It is totally true that I tend to not see clutter until I trip over it. And sometimes not even then. But I'll give one to the skeptical-normal-people here. Ummmm, sometimes I choose not to see it. Today I was at the sink at 12:11 p.m. Normally, my daughter and I eat our lunch at 11 a.m. … [Read more...]
"Your Way is Much Better, Mom"
On Friday, my 8yo was retelling a Calvin and Hobbes comic. Something about Calvin convincing his mother that they should go out for pizza by emphasizing to her that she wouldn't have to spend all that time in the kitchen cooking and then washing dishes. My son said, "I think the way you do it is so much better, Mom. Y'know, just doing the … [Read more...]
HOW Did I Let This Happen . . . Again?
I don't feel like writing a post tomorrow. Yes, I know that tomorrow hasn't happened yet, but I already feel the donwannas coming on. And they're coming on strong. I always go into a funk when it's time for school to start, and going to Meet the Teacher Night tonight made it all too real. So, tomorrow . . . I want to enjoy my kids. I don't … [Read more...]
Facing the Fear of the Known
Yesterday was one of those days when I was in the mood to clean. Those don't happen often, but I used to depend on them. I would try, but get incredibly frustrated, and give up. And usually I would end up feeling hopeless. Things are better now. While no room yesterday was party-ready, no room (except the always-struggling master bedroom) was … [Read more...]
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