Actually having a really great day, despite the fact that Ruthie had to go pee at Costco just as we sat down with three plates of food, two jackets, and a couple drinks (and I was the only adult), AND Thomas dumped his pizza on the floor after taking two bites. Literally closed my eyes, [...]
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At this moment I am the walking definition of insanity. I have wasted an entire nap trying over and over again to restart my Quicken program, knowing that it’s not going to work. It is fucked. I did something to it, and now I can’t access it. But instead of saying, “Gee, that’s a [...]
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One thing I’ve noticed since staying more on top of things is that I don’t have room for my stuff anymore. My plastic food containers won’t fit in their assigned drawer anymore. Bryan’s t-shirts and underwear won’t fit in his dresser drawers. The closet is overrun with clothes.
Before, when I never cleaned out the refrigerator, [...]
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Arrogant know-it-alls stir up discord, but wise men and women listen to each other’s counsel (Proverbs 13:10).
I came across this verse one morning in The Message Bible, and read it out loud to Bryan. I’ve come across a lot of arrogant know-it-alls in my life, and had one in particular I was thinking about [...]
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Last week a friend called me at 8:45 in the morning while I was putting on my running shoes. She was in a pinch for someone to watch her toddler that morning, because something came up. I mentally ticked through my plans for that day, and decided it was doable, so I finished tying up [...]
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This has been a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.
I’d move to Australia, but I don’t think Dave would want my cranky family.
Some things popped up this morning that disrupted the plan I had already laid out. And not only that, but the thing that popped up meant I need to be on the [...]
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When Bryan was traveling to San Jose twice a month last year, I never had to make a lunch for him to take to work. He was either gone, or he was working from home and ate whatever we all ate.
Prior to his year of traveling when he commuted into Seattle, I HATED [...]
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My mom came to town on Monday, which also happened to be Ruthie’s birthday. I had big plans for her visit, and non of them included her doing my laundry, cleaning my kitchen, or taking out the trash. But because I am flat on my back, writhing in pain, this is exactly how she is [...]
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My Grandma - my mom’s mom - died on or around Valentine’s Day a few years ago. She was a sturdy, healthy woman, who simply grew too old for her body to carry her. She died peacefully in her own bed, with Gordy by her side.
My mom was getting her hair done at the time, [...]
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I’ve had a really shitty couple of days. I wake up cranky, I drink too much coffee, my house is a disaster, I yell at my kids, and I’m behind on everything.
Shitty.
And I can’t say that I have any circumstances to blame this on. Yes, Bryan has been working a lot, and yes, we [...]
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Hung the “gone fishing” sign on the door this weekend and escaped to a city I would move to in a New York minute if I could convince each and every one of my friends to come along. I just can’t imagine living without my peeps, no matter how strongly Portland courts me.
An annual trip [...]
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I’m the mom who forgets she signed up to bring cookies on party day, and runs into Safeway five minutes before preschool starts for the privilege of screaming at her children to hurry up already.
I was also the mom who’s daughter brought Diego Valentines to preschool last year. Period. Because I thought when the [...]
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I saw a commercial for Oprah the other day about the connection between the clutter in your home and the clutter on your ass. Well, they didn’t quite put it that way, but you get the idea. The author’s name is Peter Walsh, and his book really is titled, Does This Clutter Make My [...]
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We don’t have an entryway.
I have dozens of pictures clipped from magazines of large, high-ceiling-ed entryways with sweeping staircases and homey benches. I have pictures of back door mud rooms with cute storage lockers or cubbies sectioned off for each child. I have pictures of old wardrobes converted to coat closets, of closet system [...]
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I came across a couple old friends on the bookshelf a couple months ago when I was Shelfari-ing through my late night espresso high. I read Thomas A` Kempis’ The Imitation of Christ and Oswald Chambers’ My Utmost for His Highest waaaay back when I was eighteen or nineteen years old, but as I [...]
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