So last weekend I finally checked “organize the cabinets” off the to-do list and boy does it feel good. It was one of those things that needed to be done, badly, but I kept putting it off becuase I knew it’d be a huge project and it was, it really was. By the end of it I was exhuasted and maybe even a little grumpy, but mostly I was just relieved. I’m pretty happy with the end result and especially excited about my “go-to” draw that has one of everything that we use on a daily basis. Now rather than going from one drawer/cabinet to the next for those regular, just the two of us meals we can just go to one.
Later in the week I decided it was time to pull out the holiday decor and wow, I did not hold back!
Lastly, my sister and I came home from dinner to finish our gingerbread house… only we couldn’t because half of it’s roof was mysteriously missing! Mr. Bates, you look rather guilty! 🙂
So I took these photos out of pure frustration. I was annoyed with how messy our kitchen was and wanted to document the moment to, a. show geo and make him feel partly responsible (bad on me, I know), and b. share with my little blogging audience how messy my life can be. I had every intention of sharing the photos and bitching about my how quickly our little home gets dirty.
But then I downloaded them and took a closer look… and that’s when I realized, wow, it’s not really that messy its just LIVED in. Its the remnants of my husband and I eating breakfast together, me baking muffins for the week and us having a LIFE together – that’s all. Life gets messy and thats OKAY. Future self, repeat after me, LIFE gets messy and thats OKAY 🙂
PS. Mini 3D corgis – sign me up! But really, these could be terrific stocking stuffers 🙂 Corgi Love
I wish I could view the weekend as a time to relax and “chill,” as Geo would put it. I wish I could embrace it as a time to do things for myself, as my lovely husband recommended earlier today; in fact, to be specific, he said I should go get my nails done and act like a “normal” person. I scoffed and rolled my eyes while already hours into my project for the day: painting the trim in our stairwell/hallways.
But now, as I’m laying in bed and George is in downstairs playing video games, I’m contemplating whether or not I should work on some thank you notes and/or dig into filling out holiday cards. Yes, holiday cards… and it’s got me thinking – am I crazy? It’s 9:30 at night. I’ve baked muffins, cleaned outdoor furniture, helped Geo put that furniture away, made us lunch, worked on laundry, spent hours prepping and then painting trim (which always sucks), dabbled in sorting things out in the nursery, emptied the dishwasher, and if I thought about it I’m sure I could think of more. Yet, I’m in bed considering doing even more. And it’s Saturday.
Tomorrow I will take Geo’s advice and do my best to act like a “normal” person, but tonight I’ll work on those cards and maybe ever work on this week’s to-do list… I am who I am!! 🙂
What do your weekend’s look like? “Crazy” or “Normal”?