So...years ago when Quinn was a baby, I had friends who would tell me that they couldn't get anything done during the day and had to clean the house at midnight. At the time, I just didn't get it. I thought, "Really? I manage to get my work done and still function during daylight hours, why can't you? You must be doing something wrong."
Well.....I get it now. Between all the running around I do with the kids and just your regular run of the mill errands, I fail to even get breakfast dishes done before dinner and beds made before school's out (and then what's the point, they'll be back in them in a matter of hours!). I barely get laundry done these days and whereas I used to pride myself on managing to keep the play room neat, nowadays, I am lucky to shove all of its contents back into the space they belong and putting them away is a thing of the past. Why? Well, I have three year olds. Not only that, but three year olds who don't nap make for double the amount of trouble and mischief.
Now that the weather is nice, they want to be outside all the time. I love that, but I can't be out there all the time with them and still try to accomplish something inside. So, I crack the door open to hear them, stay on the main floor for my chores (which is why beds never get made) and constantly yell out the door and step on the deck saying, "You guys okay out there?" On top of that, I send up a little prayer that no bones are broken while I'm not being super vigilant and that they come back in one piece, well two pieces - one Hayden and one William.
Don't get me wrong. I am complaining, but I do love it. I love this time in my life and I know that I will miss it like I miss the baby stage. I barely remember them trying to walk, crawl, or talk. It's a blur. But, the down side to this time is that the only time during the day I can actually do something and have it stay the way I left it for more than five minutes is after they go to bed. So, whereas once upon a time, I was not cleaning at midnight, now I am. The other downside is I'm freakin' tired! Off to read, put them to bed, say prayers, kisses goodnight and then on to the daily chores (i.e. laundry, dishes, vacuuming, dusting, straightening). But before that, an injury just occurred, so gotta go kiss a boo boo first. This is the life. Wanna trade? (just kidding!)
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
It's a vicious cycle....
Well, giving up FB was actually easier than I expected. I do miss seeing what's going on sometimes but my whole purpose in giving it up was to actually reclaim all the time I spent on it and be more productive. Has that worked? Nope. Now, instead of stalking FB updates, I stalk my email IN box. I am going to get carpel tunnel as often as I flick my wrist on my mouse to hit "send/receive". I almost feel dejected when an email doesn't pop up to respond to. Oh well, from one vice to another.
Spring and Fall are my favorite times of year for weather, but my least favorite for one other activity that is simply the activity from "hell". I hate switching clothes out of the kids' closets. It's a complete nuisance. Between all four, I just filled 9 laundry baskets and have a stack of hanging items. Now, I have to drag all of that to the basement, resort (or file) every item in the correct box and make sure it's labelled properly (i.e. 4T Winter, 10-12 Winter, 6-6x Winter). Then I need to pull out those pieces that are either never going to be worn again because I don't like it anymore, are so worn they aren't worth wearing, or have finally trickled down through neices and my girls to the point past Hayden where they are garage sale worthy. But, that's only half the job.
From this point, I should have 9 empty laundry baskets. The good thing about this part is that for the most part William doesn't have anything for the next season and neither does Quinn. Being the oldest and only boy, they get new wardrobe pieces all the time. Lucky ducks. There are a handful of things that Quinn needs to try on though (i.e. PJs, dresses) and see if we can get another year out of them. That leaves sorting through Lydia and Hayden's boxes. It is actually kind of fun to see some of the dresses and summer wear that Quinn wore and remember it going through the kids and now into Hayden's closet, but for the most part, still a chore.
Okay, that's good to a point, but I haven't tackled swim wear and shoes. Every year sorting through summer shoes and dress shoes is an ordeal. Again, Will has nothing, but the younger two have a Payless Store in the basement of footwear to try on. Swimwear takes no time, but it still takes time to see what lycra has given out and what sizes we have to work with and then decide who needs what purchased.
Finally, after much procrastination and a good couple days, I will have dragged all those baskets back upstairs and started re-filing clothes into closets. There is a sense of accomplishment when all this is done until I remember, oh yeah - I have to do my closet too! It's a vicious cycle.
Spring and Fall are my favorite times of year for weather, but my least favorite for one other activity that is simply the activity from "hell". I hate switching clothes out of the kids' closets. It's a complete nuisance. Between all four, I just filled 9 laundry baskets and have a stack of hanging items. Now, I have to drag all of that to the basement, resort (or file) every item in the correct box and make sure it's labelled properly (i.e. 4T Winter, 10-12 Winter, 6-6x Winter). Then I need to pull out those pieces that are either never going to be worn again because I don't like it anymore, are so worn they aren't worth wearing, or have finally trickled down through neices and my girls to the point past Hayden where they are garage sale worthy. But, that's only half the job.
From this point, I should have 9 empty laundry baskets. The good thing about this part is that for the most part William doesn't have anything for the next season and neither does Quinn. Being the oldest and only boy, they get new wardrobe pieces all the time. Lucky ducks. There are a handful of things that Quinn needs to try on though (i.e. PJs, dresses) and see if we can get another year out of them. That leaves sorting through Lydia and Hayden's boxes. It is actually kind of fun to see some of the dresses and summer wear that Quinn wore and remember it going through the kids and now into Hayden's closet, but for the most part, still a chore.
Okay, that's good to a point, but I haven't tackled swim wear and shoes. Every year sorting through summer shoes and dress shoes is an ordeal. Again, Will has nothing, but the younger two have a Payless Store in the basement of footwear to try on. Swimwear takes no time, but it still takes time to see what lycra has given out and what sizes we have to work with and then decide who needs what purchased.
Finally, after much procrastination and a good couple days, I will have dragged all those baskets back upstairs and started re-filing clothes into closets. There is a sense of accomplishment when all this is done until I remember, oh yeah - I have to do my closet too! It's a vicious cycle.
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