It has been suggested that I might do "better" with a calendar. You know ... write things down. Plan out my week. My month. My life. For having so many elements of my brain LOVE control ... it is a wonder to me that I live with so many more elements just happening as they may.
We wake up. We watch a show. We eat. And then ... the day unfolds ... and I end up at 8pm ... wondering how the heck the house looks so chaotic and what did I accomplish?
Oh. I have things to put on my "To Do" list. Things like 2 month overdue thank you notes and dental appointments. Yard work and toilet cleaning. Plant watering and grocery shopping. Solid baby food introducing and sewing projects galore. And just when I think I'm doing great without a calendar ... I get a TMobile text that my bill is overdue. Really? I could have sworn I paid that 3 weeks ago.
So I get it. A calendar. Map it out. See it in black and white. Have a plan.
On the schedule this week:
Introduce Audrey to the highchair. No more car seat feedings (although gravity works way more in my favor if she's slightly horizontal ...) Nevertheless ... onward and UPWARD!
Next up, rid our yard of ugly palm trees. No worries. We can still be friends if you are a lover of the tropical beauties. I, however, dream of an English garden. And tea with the Queen. And children who use a reading sofa. And palm trees ... don't fit into that dream.
Third on the list was entertaining the Charmings ... by giving them free access to the garage and all it's hidden treasures. They repaired bikes for a good chunk of time. Busted out the Toy Story 3 characters and let me be Barbie. I was game until their plan included having Barbie walk the tightrope and fall to her demise. 
And then it was onto the hall bathroom. I apologize if you've visited our home in the past nine months and left this blue room with wet hands. I hadn't found the perfect hand drying addition ... so I just went without anything. Seems logical, right? And we live in a desert. The extra moisture is probably good for you. But hand towels made the list this week ... and two of my favorite worlds collided at Bed, Bath and Beyond. Amy Butler and clearance. So please ... stop by anytime. Your hands will thank you.
And then this occurred. I'm sorry to say ... I fell off the band wagon. This was not on my list. No where in sight. Not a chance in a zillion years would I have actually written this down in hopes of accomplishing it. But there I was ... on Monday morning ... and the pantry was calling my name. ORGANIZE ME! ORGANIZE ME!
And in my defense, I had just read an article in Real Simple about cleaning your pantry in 15 minutes. It's a lie. Or whoever wrote that article didn't account for the mother of 3, who would be feverishly trying to clock her cleaning time with one child at her ankles, the other jumping over piles of outdated cookies and the third ... well ...
The third took off with contraband. Things filled with gluten and ... snuck under a blanket to munch on his goodies. For only weighing 28 pounds, that kid put away an entire bag of animal crackers in no time!
Oh. And anyone need organic chicken broth? If I had cleaned my pantry a bit sooner ... I might have realized that I already had 4 containers ... but now I have 10.
And finally ... this week's agenda got this FIVE MONTH OLD ... into her first pair of shoes. How is she 5 months old already? And how in the world am I going to keep this schedule thing up for the next 50 years? Planning stuff out is exhausting!
Next week: Ironing. Menus that include chicken broth. Allergy testing for the E-man. And my second attempt at a cooking a turkey. Oh boy.
We wake up. We watch a show. We eat. And then ... the day unfolds ... and I end up at 8pm ... wondering how the heck the house looks so chaotic and what did I accomplish?
Oh. I have things to put on my "To Do" list. Things like 2 month overdue thank you notes and dental appointments. Yard work and toilet cleaning. Plant watering and grocery shopping. Solid baby food introducing and sewing projects galore. And just when I think I'm doing great without a calendar ... I get a TMobile text that my bill is overdue. Really? I could have sworn I paid that 3 weeks ago.
So I get it. A calendar. Map it out. See it in black and white. Have a plan.
On the schedule this week:
Introduce Audrey to the highchair. No more car seat feedings (although gravity works way more in my favor if she's slightly horizontal ...) Nevertheless ... onward and UPWARD!
Next up, rid our yard of ugly palm trees. No worries. We can still be friends if you are a lover of the tropical beauties. I, however, dream of an English garden. And tea with the Queen. And children who use a reading sofa. And palm trees ... don't fit into that dream.
Third on the list was entertaining the Charmings ... by giving them free access to the garage and all it's hidden treasures. They repaired bikes for a good chunk of time. Busted out the Toy Story 3 characters and let me be Barbie. I was game until their plan included having Barbie walk the tightrope and fall to her demise. 
And then it was onto the hall bathroom. I apologize if you've visited our home in the past nine months and left this blue room with wet hands. I hadn't found the perfect hand drying addition ... so I just went without anything. Seems logical, right? And we live in a desert. The extra moisture is probably good for you. But hand towels made the list this week ... and two of my favorite worlds collided at Bed, Bath and Beyond. Amy Butler and clearance. So please ... stop by anytime. Your hands will thank you.
And then this occurred. I'm sorry to say ... I fell off the band wagon. This was not on my list. No where in sight. Not a chance in a zillion years would I have actually written this down in hopes of accomplishing it. But there I was ... on Monday morning ... and the pantry was calling my name. ORGANIZE ME! ORGANIZE ME!
And in my defense, I had just read an article in Real Simple about cleaning your pantry in 15 minutes. It's a lie. Or whoever wrote that article didn't account for the mother of 3, who would be feverishly trying to clock her cleaning time with one child at her ankles, the other jumping over piles of outdated cookies and the third ... well ...
The third took off with contraband. Things filled with gluten and ... snuck under a blanket to munch on his goodies. For only weighing 28 pounds, that kid put away an entire bag of animal crackers in no time!
Oh. And anyone need organic chicken broth? If I had cleaned my pantry a bit sooner ... I might have realized that I already had 4 containers ... but now I have 10.
And finally ... this week's agenda got this FIVE MONTH OLD ... into her first pair of shoes. How is she 5 months old already? And how in the world am I going to keep this schedule thing up for the next 50 years? Planning stuff out is exhausting!Next week: Ironing. Menus that include chicken broth. Allergy testing for the E-man. And my second attempt at a cooking a turkey. Oh boy.
My problem is that even though I have the best calendar ever, I still forget to look at it sometimes. :) I loved this post. I can't imagine you ever being unorganized.
ReplyDeleteThat little girl of yours is so cute. And I love those shoes. We have them too. I haven't ever found a better brand of baby shoe than See Kai Run.
Calendars do NOT have to be black and white! They have colored ones at Staples and then you get to purchase a multi-pack of colored Sharpies! Ask Jasmyn, that got me way too excited.
ReplyDeleteThe pantry looks mag. Good job. I will come help you with whatever organizing you need. Sharpies! Yay!!!!
Kel's right...she did get REALLY excited about the sharpies! Oh, and your pantry does look fabulous! Now that you are even more organized, I want to know how you have time to do the things on your calendar, AND have time to blog about it!!!
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