I have been fairly consumed by planning my sons 4th birthday party. Actually I spent a lot of time fretting about it and worrying that I wasn't planning enough. He had casually mentioned a Pirate party ages ago and I had put it to the back of my mind. Then I spent a few days worrying that I wouldn't come up with anything good for his shindig. Then I remembered the pirate theme and started to worry that I wouldn't come up with any good pirate ideas. And then I remembered that I sit at a computer all.day.long. With unfettered access to the internet. I googled Pirate Party and I found so many ideas it was a bit mind boggling. I also put a request for ideas on my facebook status and had a few good ones come from friends. I honestly wonder what is up with my mind these days. Why did I worry at all. I spent the evening shopping and I have almost everything I need. I still have to make the cake, but I LOVE making cakes (really I do), so that part is fun.
Of course I will now spend the next week misting up every time I think of my baby turning 4. And then a few more weeks misting up every time I think of the fact that my baby is already 4...
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Friday, March 27, 2009
I'm still here
I have been on a self pity kick lately, I don't write much when I am wallowing. Why? you ask. Who really wants to hear me go on and on about why I wish I had a different job, more money, more kids, NO job, a cleaner house, waaa waaa waaa. It is pretty boring, and time consuming (this self pity thing, not the cleaning, which ironically I don't do, while I am in the middle of pitying myself for having such a cluttered house.)
Today when I was dropping my son off at day care I chatted with a mom I run into every day. We see each other in passing, her coming in, me going out. Vice versa. Always hello. Not much time for anything else. Today we were both talking about all the sick that has been going around. I mentioned how my husbands work had not taken kindly to the time he had to take off to stay home with our sick kids. She proceeded to tell me that she was on her own with her kids, her husband died 2 years ago from cancer. I had no idea. I really didn't know what to say. What can you say. I said I was sorry to hear that and we went our separate ways. As we do every day.
Of course now I have switched from self pity to self loathing. What a whiny ass bitch I have been. I mean really, my family is healthy, we have a nice house, good jobs, we are happy. What more do I need. I need to start counting my blessings, that is what I need. Maybe I should start doing the "Thankful Thursday", or "Days of grace" thing. I think I will, starting next week. For now, I will wallow a bit longer.
Today when I was dropping my son off at day care I chatted with a mom I run into every day. We see each other in passing, her coming in, me going out. Vice versa. Always hello. Not much time for anything else. Today we were both talking about all the sick that has been going around. I mentioned how my husbands work had not taken kindly to the time he had to take off to stay home with our sick kids. She proceeded to tell me that she was on her own with her kids, her husband died 2 years ago from cancer. I had no idea. I really didn't know what to say. What can you say. I said I was sorry to hear that and we went our separate ways. As we do every day.
Of course now I have switched from self pity to self loathing. What a whiny ass bitch I have been. I mean really, my family is healthy, we have a nice house, good jobs, we are happy. What more do I need. I need to start counting my blessings, that is what I need. Maybe I should start doing the "Thankful Thursday", or "Days of grace" thing. I think I will, starting next week. For now, I will wallow a bit longer.
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Clutter Project - the never ending story
Even though I haven't been posting about this project, it is ongoing. Weeks ago I tackled M's closet and it was so much work I actually lost my will to continue. For a while and just ignored bins and bags of clothing in our hallway. It took me a few weeks to get my motivation back. You wonder what caused me such pain. This is what caused me such pain.
Bins and bags of clothing. SO much. Everything from 0 to 4 years. There was so much it was completely overwhelming. I knew it wasn't fair for M to have all this stuff in his closet. It wasn't fair to him or to me. What kind of life am I modeling with all this stuff around. I decided that only clothing that M would wear now or in the future belonged in his closet. I packed up all the baby stuff in those vacuum seal bags and sent them off to the basement. We are still not sure if we are having another child and if we do, and its a boy, we will need to buy NOTHING!
This week I decided to tackle D's closet (ignore the dates on the photos). There were a few garbage backs full of hand me downs, one rubbermaid bin and a lot of loose clothing he had outgrown. Unlike M, my fashionista child, D will never refuse clothing. As long as it fits around his waist he does not care if the legs are too short or if the t-shirt is too small. I have to selectively take clothing away as he outgrows it. I pile it on a side of his closet that he rarely uses. I took everything out and sorted it by size. OMG have a look at this.
Those 3 piles you see are all size 6 clothing he has outgrown. M is only just about to turn 4. There is no way he needs that much clothing. Here is the view from the other side of the bed.
These piles are all size 12-14 clothing we received as hand me downs. D is 7. He wears size 8. He is tall for his age but it will be a few years before he can fit into this stuff.
I separated the size 6 pile into 2. Half for me and half for my sister. There were 24 pairs of pants, 40 or so shirts and about 18 pairs of shorts. She has a son the same age as M so she could use this stuff (albeit in 2 years but still, one bin of clothing is easier to store than two.) I put the size 12-14 stuff in two bags for my cousin who has a tall 9 year old. He will be able to wear some in no time. That makes 2 bags for my cousin, 1 bag for my sister. The rubbermaid bin was full of stuff that is M's size so that was sorted, paired down and relocated to his room. When all was said and done this was all that was left for D. All of that clothing and only this was left...
I almost started to cry. It is almost too much to take. How did I have so much stuff in his closet for NO reason at all. And I have been so stressed out and ignoring it for so long. It feels good but I also feel foolish. I almost didn't write this post because I am embarrassed of the state I have let my house get into. I have to remind myself, small steps Chantal, small steps.
And in that spirit I am proud to announce that my upstairs is completely decluttered. No more work to do there. And so begins chapter 2, the main floor. This one shouldn't take as long, I hope.
Bins and bags of clothing. SO much. Everything from 0 to 4 years. There was so much it was completely overwhelming. I knew it wasn't fair for M to have all this stuff in his closet. It wasn't fair to him or to me. What kind of life am I modeling with all this stuff around. I decided that only clothing that M would wear now or in the future belonged in his closet. I packed up all the baby stuff in those vacuum seal bags and sent them off to the basement. We are still not sure if we are having another child and if we do, and its a boy, we will need to buy NOTHING!This week I decided to tackle D's closet (ignore the dates on the photos). There were a few garbage backs full of hand me downs, one rubbermaid bin and a lot of loose clothing he had outgrown. Unlike M, my fashionista child, D will never refuse clothing. As long as it fits around his waist he does not care if the legs are too short or if the t-shirt is too small. I have to selectively take clothing away as he outgrows it. I pile it on a side of his closet that he rarely uses. I took everything out and sorted it by size. OMG have a look at this.
Those 3 piles you see are all size 6 clothing he has outgrown. M is only just about to turn 4. There is no way he needs that much clothing. Here is the view from the other side of the bed.
These piles are all size 12-14 clothing we received as hand me downs. D is 7. He wears size 8. He is tall for his age but it will be a few years before he can fit into this stuff.I separated the size 6 pile into 2. Half for me and half for my sister. There were 24 pairs of pants, 40 or so shirts and about 18 pairs of shorts. She has a son the same age as M so she could use this stuff (albeit in 2 years but still, one bin of clothing is easier to store than two.) I put the size 12-14 stuff in two bags for my cousin who has a tall 9 year old. He will be able to wear some in no time. That makes 2 bags for my cousin, 1 bag for my sister. The rubbermaid bin was full of stuff that is M's size so that was sorted, paired down and relocated to his room. When all was said and done this was all that was left for D. All of that clothing and only this was left...
I almost started to cry. It is almost too much to take. How did I have so much stuff in his closet for NO reason at all. And I have been so stressed out and ignoring it for so long. It feels good but I also feel foolish. I almost didn't write this post because I am embarrassed of the state I have let my house get into. I have to remind myself, small steps Chantal, small steps.And in that spirit I am proud to announce that my upstairs is completely decluttered. No more work to do there. And so begins chapter 2, the main floor. This one shouldn't take as long, I hope.
Monday, March 16, 2009
well deserved break
I have taken this week off to be home with my kids. We all needed a break (especially me). It is only day one and so far it's all good. We had a wonderfully day, just the right amount of busy. 4 more days to go. I spend a lot of time whining about how I wish I was a SAHM, really I should just take each day as it comes and enjoy it for what it is. Funny how that is easier when I don't have to work... (I just can't give it up ;) ).
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Never thought I would see the day
Tonight, my 7.5 year old darling, wonderful OMGHEISGROWINGUP child chose not to watch his bed time shows. He is, at this very moment, sitting in his bed READING!! He is READING by himself. THANK YOU POKEMON JR!!!!!!
fun and games
I am home with M today. He spiked ANOTHER fever this morning. UGH. I am trying to work in between him trying to sit on my lap and typing on my keyboard and generally getting in the way. Poor kid. I managed to sit him down for some Sesame Street time and I am trying to get as much work in as possible before he comes back up asking to play.
This is M's favourite Youtube video, enjoy!.
And thanks to Anonymous, who ever you are, for suggesting the powdered spirulina! My sea monkeys will live on thanks to you!
This is M's favourite Youtube video, enjoy!.
And thanks to Anonymous, who ever you are, for suggesting the powdered spirulina! My sea monkeys will live on thanks to you!
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Desperately seeking
Sea Monkey food.
Yes you read that right. Sea Monkey food.
D was the lucky recipient of a Sea Monkey tank in his stocking this Christmas. Or should I say, I was the lucky recipient because I am obsessed with these little guys. So much so that last week he told me they could live in my room if I want them to. What a sweet kid. They are still in his room. If I move them to mine that would be admitting I am a geek. Well, more of a geek than I already am. And I am already a pretty big geek without Sea Monkeys living on my dresser.
We are running out of food for them. The packet that came with the kit is half empty and I don't know where to buy more. Can you buy more without having to mail order from the states???
HELP!
Yes you read that right. Sea Monkey food.
D was the lucky recipient of a Sea Monkey tank in his stocking this Christmas. Or should I say, I was the lucky recipient because I am obsessed with these little guys. So much so that last week he told me they could live in my room if I want them to. What a sweet kid. They are still in his room. If I move them to mine that would be admitting I am a geek. Well, more of a geek than I already am. And I am already a pretty big geek without Sea Monkeys living on my dresser.
We are running out of food for them. The packet that came with the kit is half empty and I don't know where to buy more. Can you buy more without having to mail order from the states???
HELP!
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