As I sat down to type my blog today I realized that I am 58 days into this 'experiment' of being a real grown up and I've made NO progress. If anything I'm going backwards as now I have to squeeze blogging into my afternoon routine when I should be scrubbing the chunky milk out of the sippy cups.
I just want to be a normal person with a normal house that can have normal friends over without stashing the contents of my countertops in a closet first. I want to be able to get home from the store, haul all my groceries up the stairs and set them somewhere other than the floor. I want to wash, dry, and fold clothing all while they still fit the kid they were purchased for. I want a lot of things, especially a housekeeper. I also want another drumstick, but that's beside the point.
On the work out front I've misplaced my 30 day shred (possibly on purpose) and haven't touched the wii fit in weeks. My abs are SOOO sore today and so are the backs of my arms, but I can't think of what I possibly did to feel this way. I opened my eyes this morning and was pretty sure that someone had broken in and hit me in the stomach with a sledgehammer in the night. Every time I laugh, move, or blink I want to cry. If I'm sore then that is kinda like I worked out. In my opinion anyway...
I suck at working out. That's all there is to it. I also kinda suck at life, and cleaning, and making salsa- but that's a whole other post. I hate the downer posts, but if every post was about how awesome I'm doing with life in general then this blog would suck... and be a lie... and be kind of pompous. But since I'm honest in saying that I care what people think of my blog, and I care to tell the truth, and that I had to use spell check to correctly write 'pompous' then these kind of posts aren't so bad in my opinion.
Hopefully today I'll make an ounce of progress that's worthy of 58 days of intention. We'll see...
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Day 58- Seriously!?
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OK now here I go sounding like a freeking old woman...but Here's the thing.
I know it seems to you now that this is your life, but actually this is a very short chapter.
Enjoy every minute of it. Put your laundry into two piles. The Clean one and the Dirty one. Rotate the clothing in and out of them both according to, well, you know. How important will it be in 10 years.
Now draw a twenty foot time line down your hallway. The second foot is all the time your kid days last.
Promise.
I agree with Lynn. This too shall pass. I was having a kind of crappy day today. I finally got out & went to ONE of the stores I needed to go to and walked out with a balloon and a frisbee. lol. I had SO many other things, places, stuff I wanted/needed to do, but it's just too hard with Saylor. And we'd waited so long, it was gonna be nap time soon. I was a little jealous of Shawn from Seriously & her status update on FB talking about running errands with a Diet Dr. Pepper. I was looking ahead to having a bit older children. Then I got SO sad!! I want to enjoy this time.
So, what I've been doing is this: keeping on top of the laundry & dishes. {It helps to have red ants if you don't}. I bring the dirty clothes into the laundry room every morning. I do one load per day, now that I'm caught up. I fold them right away. I make Maddison take hers to her room & put them away whenever I can.
I load the dishwasher as things get dirty. And try not to let it get out of control. I try to keep everything picked up at the end of the day. Being on top of stuff let's me get one or two 'deeper' things done {bathroom, clean counters, go through a pile or two of crap}. It has been so helpful.
You could also just set your timer for like 20 minutes and see how much you can bust out. I'm like Monica on Friends, so I like to compete against myself. lol.
Your babies are only little for a little while!
Oh how I love reading your blog Gillian! It makes me feel so good that I am not the only one struggling to keep on top of the day to day. I get excited each time a new post pops up on my blog reader!
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