Organizing the Unorganized

At least we are trying. This past week I have had the pleasure of having the queen of organized - here to help the unorganized. I start out organized but this past year or so has taken me for a loop and I suddenly felt overwhelmed and suffocated by my own home. It was time for action. Time to DE-CLUTTER. Who do you call ...clutterbusters - my mother...of course! And she deserves the title of Queen of clean.

We spent 3 full days taking everything out of every cabinet, drawer and counter and sorted, compiled and tossed. And then re-organized in a much better way.

We have worked on more cabinets than these of course and these aren't even the impressive ones...but I am not finished. It will take me a bit to finish. It took us 2 days just to work on my kitchen and surrounding area. You have to make a mess to organize and then put the organized piles away. Very long process.

Of course we timed it perfectly...for the heat wave of the century. As we cleaned and organized the house got hotter and hotter and it felt like a sauna. I swear we set the record for who could sweat the most. There was no glistening here...I tell you. In fact I sweated more than I think I have ever seen a man sweat. Rolling and dripping sheets of salted water...it was gross! If there was a spot in the Genus World Records we would have taken first place hands down. And no pretty pictures here ...more like black mailing pictures! Don't get any ides.

Now I just need to finish and start figuring out my home school room ... that is a new adventure we are preparing for this year. More to come on that I am sure.... have a great day!

Laura

A New Ride...

...well here it is. Our new ride! This past week or two have been a bit stressful. My van blew it's transmission and the next day I got a virus on my computer...which sent me over the edge.

but we got a car... I loved my van - could haul ANYTHING! - had tons of room for things and people and we used it all the time like a truck. So we are are trying our luck with a Volvo wagon...Andy and I both have this thing about white cars with tan interior...we love them! I am not so sure why...but you will find us both drooling at nice white cars as they drive by. I know it's weird but I guess I should be thankful that we are in the same boat on this one.

So it's not new...and it's a wagon...but I am hoping I will love it! Anyone got a cute name for it?

And yet again...

Since I am new to this blogging thing - I am assuming it is all like writing in a diary only with eyes...I guess for that reason I need to be careful what I say but I still want to be honest...

This has been a week of sand paper people, as my friend Sash says...and you know that is the best visual for it. It seems harsh... and although this person isn't always sand paper...sometimes they are fine and sometimes harsh sandpaper but it happens enough that this visual fits very nicely. This week I had many opportunities with someone that rubs a bit rough on me at times and has left scars over the years but I need them in my life so badly. I am thankful to report though that we are on a road of recovery. I am speaking up to the hurts that come out of their mouth and we have ventured on a mutual journey to doing things differently, catching those things that hurt when they hurt and finding new ways to express ourselves towards each other. It will be a long and uncomfortable at times journey ... but well worth it! So there is hope there!

And now just this morning from a different piece of sand paper...I feel as though my heart has broken and a seed of bitterness has rooted...I can't let it but I feel it at the moment. Lord, help me. Honesty - is important to most people. It is the very fabric of my being. It is almost impossible for me to lie...even the few times I have tried I tell on myself almost instantly.
I grew up with my charmer birth father leaving me early. Every word was a promise that was ALWAYS broken. I learned early that he is not to be trusted and the toll that has taken on me is big and the mark on my very being is raw to this day.

So when I have people in my life and specifically this person...say or do something that even comes close to my father...well, that is what has happened in a BIG way today. I feel as though I cannot recover, we cannot recover - yet I know I MUST. I MUST forgive. Forgiveness...the salve that heals the broken heart.

Laura

Blog...what?

Hello, and welcome to my first blog. I promise this will not be the most AMAZING thing you have ever read. In fact it may be the most borring. But it will be me and it will be honest. I am not even sure I am a "bloggy" type person. But I thought I would give this a try since my friend Sasha suggested it and I find I enjoy most things that Sasha says I will like. I feel a great kindred heart connection with her however 2 people couldn't be more different from each other. Kind of makes you say hhhmmm.

Anyway, I consider myself a pretty computer savy person. I catch on quickly and know a little about alot of things. So when I started this little blog adventure - since they stated it would be easy to start...I thought Awesome! I can do this. But I find customizing your template...NOT EASY! Maybe my learning curve on this is enormous but OMGosh!

How do you get the cute backgrounds and styles? And Edit Html...what??? I would hate to think I would fiddle with that and then knowing me...murphy's law queen would some how encode the makings of a bomb and the next thing I know FBI type officials would be knocking down my door.

My hope is that once I figure this out I will provide fun and thought provoking blogs. But whatever they end up being - they will be me and they will be honest and probably filled with typos - they seem to plague me. I am nothing if I am not honest. Honesty is probably one of the most important things to me.

Anyway, if anyone has some advice ... do let me know!!

Laura