The Hubby

What is it with husbands?  We have live in our house for 6 years.  When we bought it, the house wasn't quite finished.  Simple things like baseboards, pantry doors, and closet doors needed to be done. 


I tried not to nag or remind him every six months.  I complained to my girlfriends  all the freaking time a little.  Nothing could get that man off his rocker.


Then boom, eleven months ago he started improving our home.  I'm not sure why.  Could have been the do it herself books I was leaving around.  Could have been the realtor that visited.  Could have been the new power tools I begged asked his mom to get him for Christmas.


So anyway, today he decides we need to organize the kids' bedrooms.  We have spend hundreds, if not thousands, trying to find a solution that worked that he approved.  None of these methods have ever worked and the rooms kept getting messier and messier.


 I, personally, wanted to put shelves up high and switch out toys. "That will never work," he said. 


Sooo, imagine my surprise, when today he says, "Let's try shelves up high and switch out the toys."


We did and now the room is clean and organized.  Cleaner and more organized than it's ever been. 


Husbands.  Eventually they come around to our way of thinking with only a little push.


Do you have any secrets to getting your husband to come around to your way of thinking?

Quiet

It is 10:35 p.m.  It is my first quiet of the day.  I am waiting for the snow and ice to come so we can be stranded at home.


At naptime, Baby Girl and Bubba thought banshee screaming would be funny.  MonkeyGirl lasted 20 minutes.


The whole day was like that.


 Then hubby decided to go on a fire call without calling.  I was my usual laid-back self and was convinced he was laying in a ditch somewhere.  Then after I called, I was angry so then he probably wished he was.


I want to be grateful.  I want to be happy.  Days like today make it hard.  Thankfully I have one more day to try to make that happen.


How do you make yourself happy?  How do you get you time without staying up all hours of the night?

Again...

I keep trying to blog but for some reasons it won't take. 


I am going to try again.


I'm going to try the K.I.S.S. method.  For those of you who aren't familiar, it stands for Keep It Simple, Stupid (the stupid part is for me. ha ha). 


My goal (again???) is to write a short post a day.  I can do that, right?  If you have any advice, please share it in the comments.  Or share anything in the comments, I really like people. And I need interaction.  And my kids are driving me crazy...but maybe that is my next post in a year tomorrow.

2 years

So I was playing around on Google+ and realized that it had been 2 years since I tried to start blogging.  Wow.  2 years.  I have one entry.  Not surprising for me; I have 0 follow through.

In the last 2 years, I have accomplished so much and oh so little.  We added a baby, our MonkeyGirl.  She is our surprise blessing.  We have dealt with injuries, illnesses, and loss.  We have had laughter, lots of it, and tears, lots of those, too. 

Hopefully, my next post will not be 2 years from now.  I would like to do this everyday occasionally.  We'll see though.  You know me and follow through.  :)

My Life

I turned 30 this year.  It was hard.  A wake-up call.  Besides making humans, what have I done?  I think I do a lot.  Nothing exceptional, except my perfect minis, but a lot.  I clean (horribly, but I still do it).  I cook (much better than I clean but more on that later).  I sell children's books (not consistently but I am a consultant).  I am an assistant to a friend who is a photographer (I am getting good.  Surprise to me.)  I am a girl scout troop leader (one of 3 but still have 1/3 of the responsibilities).  I teach pre-K 2 mornings a week.  I volunteer with the PTO.  I do everything for my family (not exaggerating here.  I don't think my dh knows how to get a glass of tea or find socks that match on his own.) 

So this blog is going to be mine.  Yeah, there will be plenty on here about my family as they are mine.  There will be some on here about my friends (also mine.)  But as I manage to mess up live my life perfectly, I will share with you to laugh empathize with me.