Spring is just around the corner

All the sudden I have had the urge to begin spring cleaning. The other night I cleaned out my closet and purged a large bag of clothes. Still could stand to loose a little more. Why I hang on to things I can't fit into I will never understand. If by some miracle I am able to fit into them in the future; they will most definitely be out of style. So what is the use. I have also had the need to reorganize my craft area. Which actually occupies my time instead of actually creating. Complete waste of free time, but I can not do anything in a cluttered area. Yuck! Lastly I have put on a list to organize my junk drawers and closets, clean the windows, dust and hopefully paint my bedroom. Not sure what color would like to do something different but will most likely play it safe with some sort of earth tone. (can't get out of my rut) By the time I accomplish all of this it will most likely be spring time. But, my hope is to start early and get it done. Most will all have to be done during nap time so better get started soon to take advantage of the free time without a tail.

The cookies that almost were....

So Sunday afternoon I was rather ambitious thinking that I have been wanting chocolate chip cookies and since I keep craving them I should probably just make some instead of wasting my money buying ok store bought cookies. However, I made one batch of cookies and then had to abandon the dough to the fridge in order to make dinner. (I had a toddler whining at my heels, well rather my thighs but who's measuring)
After precisely wrapping the bowl and placing it on the top shelf of the fridge I went on my merry way through the rest of my evening. However, once the sun went down and my sweet tooth awoke and roared it's ugly head. I found myself headed to the drawer grabbing a spoon and eating the cookie dough straight from the bowl. Now normally my rational for this is that cookie dough is so rich that I will usually only it one spoon full; which is equivelent to one cookie. So somehow I have envisioned that this is an acceptable way to eat cookies, because for sure I can't eat just ONE baked cookie. I inevitably end up eating two or three. So this has to be a more logically conservative way to consume my cookie calories. Now this thoery would work if I stuck to one spoonful. However for the last three nights I have found myself not just having one spoonful but perhaps two or three. And let me just clarify this theory would also work if i kept to a normal sized spoonful. But no, these are heaping piles of dough that spill off the sides, and in no way would this actually constitute as a single cookie under most common peoples standards. Someone needs to check me into the Betty Crocker clinic ASAP. I am fully aware I have a problem; and isn't admitting half the battle. I am truely on the path to recovery. Now what are the other nine steps? If anyone can help I would greatly welcome the suggestions. Until next time... If are curious my keyboard has a little chocolate on the keys right now. :) Just joking

Some days I shouldn't get out of bed

Some days I just should of stayed in bed pulled the covers up and tried to block out everything. I don't what triggers this kind of day. It seems to start like any other and then I enter work; someone looks at me wrong, says the wrong thing, whatever. Then I feel like smacking them and of course throughout the day I try and get out of the funk, but inevitably I am pulled back in feeling more annoyed and less pleasant by the minute. (okay, am I ever really pleasant :) ) But still I am posting this in hopes that if I get my annoyances off my chest it will cease to exhist. Heres to hoping! I still have about three hours to go until the end of the work day, and yes I am posting this at lunch. I am not that much of a slacker.

I admit I have become increasingly more lazy as the time goes by simple things that I always used to do are now being left undone. (i.e. makeup on the counter, dishes in the sink, clothes on the floor) I don't quite know why, all of which are things that drive me crazy. But I some how can not find the energy to care. I don't quite know why I don't just put the things away as they are used (makeup if it is in the drawer is eventually pulled out of the drawer by little hands, so I keep it on the counter out of reach) however it drives me nuts to see it there. I also have become lazy with my projects/hobbies. I don't really remember the last time I pulled out the camera and took a picture. That is bad cause I am usually picture crazy. No scrapbooking or sewing has been done for quite a while, even when I have the opportunity to I don't take advantage of it. I have become a bump that cannot dislodge from my overly sized overly comfortable couch. WTH I need to get some sort of motivation for something. Any ideas? Hopefully it will come to me soon. In the mean time here's hoping.

The change

Just wanted to say like millions of other Americans I am so glad to see the change we are about to undergo. It is long over due and a great step for our country. Can't wait to see what the future will bring. Go Obama!!!!

There is something to be said for being home alone

Okay so I have to admit that the one upside of being home sans husband is the fact that if I clean something up; tada... it stays clean (with the exception of Braelee, but that is to be expected) It is a little nice not to constantly go around picking up after everyone for a change. It is a tough trade, but the lack of conversation doesn't really make up for the cleanliness. But what are you gonna do.

Ho hum of the everyday

Some days it is hard to keep up with the routine. Get up, get ready, get braelee ready, off to sitter, off to work, work all day, pick up braelee, get home, dinner, bath, story, bed, clean up and anything else I have energy for. (did I forget to mention we leave the house about 6:45 and don't return until 6:30-7 at night) Makes me tired once Wednesday night rolls around and I realize that indeed tomorrow I need to leave the house by 5:45 am (ridiculous) The best part of all is that this will remain the routine for the next two months. Yeah... Any who just thought I would gripe about my daily routine for a few. I know that by no means am I the only one on this type of schedule, but what the heck. And for a side bar why is it that every night I get stuck behind some jack&*( that wants to drive 45 miles an hour when I have a hungry toddler and a reasonbly tired driver behind the wheel. Go figure. Well heres to the mundane in and outs of everyday in the life of me. Cheers!