Wednesday, October 10, 2012
Tuesday, October 9, 2012
sicky.
When your husband and child(ren) come down with that nasty "first-of-the-school-year" cold/flu and you don't, do not tell gleefully tell everyone you come in contact with that you didn't get it. Don't be patting yourself on the back, and don't even dare wonder how you managed to steer clear this time.
A week or two will go by, and you'll really think you've escaped it and then -- wham! You wake up with severe sore throat and within two days, you'll have a full blown head-cold that is ten times worse than what everybody else in your house had.
So...guess who's sick?
My nose is both clogged and running, there is some serious sinus pressure building behind my left eye, can't stop sneezing, and medications aren't an option until bedtime. (Antihistamines knock me out, and decongestants aren't an option due to thyroid disease.) So here I sit, building a mountain of tissues in the wastebasket and sucking down fluids like it's my job while I try to ignore the fact that I feel miserable.
It didn't help that today I was right out straight with errands and appointments, but tomorrow I will be at home all day and hopefully will get some rest from the downtime. I intend to spend the day on the couch -- crafting, writing, playing in Photoshop Elements, and drinking steaming mugs of tea.
At least being sick is an excuse to guiltlessly take time to do the things I enjoy, right??
A week or two will go by, and you'll really think you've escaped it and then -- wham! You wake up with severe sore throat and within two days, you'll have a full blown head-cold that is ten times worse than what everybody else in your house had.
So...guess who's sick?
My nose is both clogged and running, there is some serious sinus pressure building behind my left eye, can't stop sneezing, and medications aren't an option until bedtime. (Antihistamines knock me out, and decongestants aren't an option due to thyroid disease.) So here I sit, building a mountain of tissues in the wastebasket and sucking down fluids like it's my job while I try to ignore the fact that I feel miserable.
It didn't help that today I was right out straight with errands and appointments, but tomorrow I will be at home all day and hopefully will get some rest from the downtime. I intend to spend the day on the couch -- crafting, writing, playing in Photoshop Elements, and drinking steaming mugs of tea.
At least being sick is an excuse to guiltlessly take time to do the things I enjoy, right??
Monday, October 8, 2012
time management?
If you're out there, readers, this is a time I'd love to hear from you. How do you manage your time efficiently? Do you schedule your days? Make lists? Follow a program like FlyLady? Completely wing it?
Week One of Project Real Life focuses on the idea that cultivating a good life is beginning with the end [result] in mind. I've spent a lot of time over the weekend thinking about what that means for me - what I want for myself, my family, and my home.
I want a home filled with love and joy (which we have), but I want it without the guilt hanging over my head that there is still laundry to be done or dishes to be loaded into the dishwasher (don't have that so much, lol). I want those things to already be done, and I want to have a system in place to ensure that is how things start happening around here. There are other aspects of life cultivating that I am thinking about as well, but those are a little more personal and not for public consumption. At least, not yet. Who knows, maybe I'll need to pick your brains again ;)
It's quite possible I need to simplify, too. Moving has shown me just how much needless "stuff" we have. It just makes for clutter, and for extra work. So, I need to let go of these things. Sounds easy, right? It's not. I hate to give up anything that I might have a use for "someday". I'm working on changing that mentality. Case in point: the gorgeous snowflake porcelain plates I bought seven years ago to serve Christmas dinners on, and have never used -- but have boxed up and moved FIVE times now. Chances are good that I'm never going to use these plates, so why can't I let them go??
Less stuff = less work. That needs to be my mantra. Well, one of them anyway.
However, back to the original point of my post -- I still need to figure out a way to better manage my time because I'll need plenty of it to work on purging the items I don't need as well as getting the everyday stuff done and making time for family (and, for me, too!). So, any suggestions? :)
Week One of Project Real Life focuses on the idea that cultivating a good life is beginning with the end [result] in mind. I've spent a lot of time over the weekend thinking about what that means for me - what I want for myself, my family, and my home.
I want a home filled with love and joy (which we have), but I want it without the guilt hanging over my head that there is still laundry to be done or dishes to be loaded into the dishwasher (don't have that so much, lol). I want those things to already be done, and I want to have a system in place to ensure that is how things start happening around here. There are other aspects of life cultivating that I am thinking about as well, but those are a little more personal and not for public consumption. At least, not yet. Who knows, maybe I'll need to pick your brains again ;)
Less stuff = less work. That needs to be my mantra. Well, one of them anyway.
However, back to the original point of my post -- I still need to figure out a way to better manage my time because I'll need plenty of it to work on purging the items I don't need as well as getting the everyday stuff done and making time for family (and, for me, too!). So, any suggestions? :)
Saturday, October 6, 2012
small town saturday night
It's such a nice feeling when all of the pieces are falling into place, isn't it?
This is the kind of house we always wanted, the kind of neighborhood we wanted to live in, and tonight we found ourselves meeting the kind of neighbors we always hoped to have.
The street association president and his wife hosted a neighborhood get-together at their house, and we had the best time. (Honestly, we'd probably still be there if we'd had a sitter for the evening.) These people were all so nice. So fun. It was very enjoyable talking with them and getting to know them, and thinking that maybe --finally-- some potential new friendships were starting to take root in our lives.
I got a little chilled (it was outside), Mike will have heartburn from eating the most amazing buffalo chicken dip, and Lily will probably be cranky tomorrow (she went to bed over an hour later than normal), but totally worth it.
Such a great night!!
This is the kind of house we always wanted, the kind of neighborhood we wanted to live in, and tonight we found ourselves meeting the kind of neighbors we always hoped to have.
The street association president and his wife hosted a neighborhood get-together at their house, and we had the best time. (Honestly, we'd probably still be there if we'd had a sitter for the evening.) These people were all so nice. So fun. It was very enjoyable talking with them and getting to know them, and thinking that maybe --finally-- some potential new friendships were starting to take root in our lives.
I got a little chilled (it was outside), Mike will have heartburn from eating the most amazing buffalo chicken dip, and Lily will probably be cranky tomorrow (she went to bed over an hour later than normal), but totally worth it.
Such a great night!!
Thursday, October 4, 2012
three weeks.
When I first sat down to write, I intended to start this entry with "It's hard to believe that tomorrow marks three weeks of Sadie being a part of our lives." But, as I sat here and thought about that statement, as well as the past three weeks, I decided that might not be completely true. At all.
I can believe it's been three weeks. It's been a loooong three weeks of spot treating/cleaning the living room carpet nonstop, night after night of interrupted sleep, cats being tormented and chased, items not nailed down being stolen and chewed (including my iPhone), and a constant battle of wills.
Do I regret bringing her into our home? Not even a little. I know she is going to make for a wonderful companion and protector for our family once we get her trained and grown up a bit. Will my sanity last long enough to reach that point? I'm not sure.
I'm kidding. (I hope.)
She's passed out on the living room floor as I write this, sprawled and snoring; completely exhausted from her puppy obedience class earlier this evening. When I get up in a bit to refill my water glass, she'll follow and resettle on the kitchen floor, ready to sleep on the cool (and definitely less comfortable) wood flooring just because it means staying close to me. I'll come back in here to sit down and she'll return to curl up at my feet. It's probably just the Shepherd in her -- trying to herd, but I like to think that maybe it's because she's a little attached to me.
Because I know I am attached to her. The past weeks haven't really been all that fun, but the longer she's here, the more I find that I love having her around.
I can believe it's been three weeks. It's been a loooong three weeks of spot treating/cleaning the living room carpet nonstop, night after night of interrupted sleep, cats being tormented and chased, items not nailed down being stolen and chewed (including my iPhone), and a constant battle of wills.
Do I regret bringing her into our home? Not even a little. I know she is going to make for a wonderful companion and protector for our family once we get her trained and grown up a bit. Will my sanity last long enough to reach that point? I'm not sure.
I'm kidding. (I hope.)
She's passed out on the living room floor as I write this, sprawled and snoring; completely exhausted from her puppy obedience class earlier this evening. When I get up in a bit to refill my water glass, she'll follow and resettle on the kitchen floor, ready to sleep on the cool (and definitely less comfortable) wood flooring just because it means staying close to me. I'll come back in here to sit down and she'll return to curl up at my feet. It's probably just the Shepherd in her -- trying to herd, but I like to think that maybe it's because she's a little attached to me.
Because I know I am attached to her. The past weeks haven't really been all that fun, but the longer she's here, the more I find that I love having her around.
Wednesday, October 3, 2012
Tuesday, October 2, 2012
{digiscrap} hello home.
Now that we are settled getting settled, I am happily picking back up where I left off with (re)learning Photoshop Elements so that I can get started with digital scrapbooking. I just finished the online course I started over at JessicaSprague.com late last spring, and the above layout was the final byproduct of that.
I forgot how much fun I have working in PSE! I am pretty sure I want to take another of her classes, and soon. In the meantime, I'll be starting Becky Higgins's Project Real Life on Thursday and I am SO excited. (This is another reason I decided to refresh my PSE skill set -- I'm going to do my Project Life album digitally.) I have admired Becky's work for years and years, and have been anxiously waiting to take this class since it was announced last year!
So, that's what I'm up to at the moment, trying to work some of that muchly missed creativity back into my life, a little at a time and in between boxes. Stay tuned. I'll have more to share soon!!
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