Friends. We have to talk. I need your help and input. I am knee-deep in my past life - in the form of pictures, wedding announcements, baby bracelets my children wore in the hospital. For the love of Elton John, y'all. It is getting so real in this organizing fiasco that is supposed to make … Continue reading Dealing With All the Past Life Fashizzle.
The visit from the organizer has done a number on my psyche. It's jacked with my zen. Put a damper on my chi. It's been a week, and she left me with what one might call a manageable list. Except it feels like anything but that... I hate lists. Hate them. They don't give me … Continue reading Out With the Old
I'm here, writing again. It's going to be painful, arduous, non-flowy. It always happens this way after a break. I haven't been okay for some time now. I mean, physically I'm okay. And really, I'm managing...but I'm far from thriving. The world and the lens from which I view it is that hazy gray color … Continue reading Drastic Measure Time
The holidays have a way of making me turn inward. I find everything about them overstimulating and just...too much. When I look back, I realize they've always had this effect on me, but since becoming a parent, the overstimulating factor is amplified. While some people surge into high gear, I become slower and more methodic. … Continue reading Still Clearing Clutter, Kid Updates, and Other Ponderings
Happy belated Thanksgiving to all of you. This blogosphere has seen me through some tough times and I will forever be grateful for you -- my friends and readers. I've done my best to bring variety to Grief Happens, even though it didn't start out that way. This blog has become a happy space for … Continue reading ‘Tis the Season, Happy Tardy Thanksgiving, and a Week of Tidying
Happy Tuesday, my loves. Are y'all as happy to see February as I am? Did our pal, the groundhog, see his shadow in your neck of the woods? My children are both having cognitive jumps, apparently. What this means is that their debate skills are forcing me to use parts of my brain that have … Continue reading Reading, Cleaning, Gabbing
I hired a housekeeper last week. She'll be arriving to tame my filth in less than 45 minutes. Is there anything more humbling than having a gaggle of professionals who chose that profession because they like to clean, wade through your family's funk? I'd rather have a pap smear. It didn't help that one of … Continue reading Happy Days — My House Will Be Clean in Four Hours!
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And now that dream is coming true. Sort of. Honestly, I'm completely kidding. Gil and I signed a contract on a house in Savannah. It's 1500 square feet but a significant downsize for us. I'm sincerely jazzed. Gil...is a builder. He grew up with a dad who was a builder. He's always been the bigger … Continue reading I Dream of Tiny Houses…
Prepare yourself, friends. I'm at it again with organizing my life. I'm also rushing, so this will be a snippet with hope of writing a more in-depth post when I have more time. My goal is to post at least once a week through the end of July. These posts will likely be random accounts of … Continue reading Does It Spark Joy?