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It is time to get some things off of my chest. And thanks to two years of nursing, sadly it can’t be my bra.
-I feel like if I see one more blog showing photos of someone’s house looking like Pottery Barn took a dump all over it, I might explode. Here is what two patches of my carpet look like, courtesy of the last renters.
I love being organized, thanks to growing up with borderline hoarders. That being said, the bedroom in our basement is a shithole dumping zone. My desk is a nightmare of crap shoved in every drawer, and most of my garage makes me want to kick a puppy. Remember that episode of Friends when it was discovered Monica had the secret hoarding closet? This is my hoarding kitchen drawer:
-I desperately want a house cleaner, but it would likely be wasted money, since I know I’d clean the house before he/she came.
-When I’m sad, bored, or feeling like my life is out of control, I online shop. I’m trying to be better, and I talked myself off of the ledge the other day from buying a lawn mower on Amazon, simply because my lawn is long right now, and I don’t want to use my push mower because I feel lazy. And we have a really small lawn.
-I would love to change my blog name, get my own domain, and produce an amazing fabulous site. However, I’m so lazy right now, the name title would likely be titled “Yoga pants. Phish Food. Killing Seedlings. And Ponies”. (trademarked)
-Those bears on the Charmin commercials creep me out.
-I wonder why I get so many pageviews, but so few comments.
-I feel like that plastic bag on American Beauty – being tossed in so many directions. And white. And flat. I go from wanting to quit my job and blog full-time, to thinking I should go to grad school because I see no room for advancement at my current company.
-I want wood floors, despite the fact that we could never afford it. Troy, the man with asthma and who is allergic to everything, wants carpet. Disgusting, nasty, dust mite love-shack carpet. Jack got a plasma car for his birthday from his Auntie Anne. I tried using it as a justification that we need wood floors.
-The weather here is amazing this week. I saw a man driving a Miata with the top down, and rocking driving gloves. M’kay.
-Every night, I kiss a sleeping, sweet, wonderful Jack, and promise that tomorrow I will be the momma he deserves.
No later than 6:15 am the next day, I’ve already told him he is driving me nuts. Go me.
Ahhhh, confession is good for the soul. That felt good. Surely, you’d like to share a few things too?
Oh, and I totally feel you on the commenting thing. I actually E-MAIL each and every post I wtire to my family (we don’t facebook), and still I might get one comment on my posts. Grrr.
Funny about the bears. I actually wrote a story in high school where, the sweet little Charmin bear lured kids into the forest so he could eat them. Yeah, he’s creepy.
Confession- I have a habit of rearranging my house every few months, but never really finishing the job, so that we end up with piles of junk all over the place.
I also have a tendency to try to get projects done in the quickest way possible, though I am trying to change. For example, I just bought a big corner desk from an estate sale, but it’s dark brown and makes my living room look small. I pulled out my white wall paint, got 1.5 coats on it and realized the paint was just scrapping off. sigh. Now I have to scrape the paint off and sand the entire thing. Or maybe I can scrape the paint then get different paint that will cover it… Except I already have the stuff to sand it, and repaint it, and new paint would cost more money.
Oh well, we’ll see what I end up doing.
About the kid thing. I sometimes feel super guilty cause my 7yo daughter is really well behaved, self-sufficient, and independent. But I still can’t wait for bedtime most nights just so I don’t have to answer all her questions, or “Watch this!” for the hundredth time.
Tina, you sound like me with projects! Most of the time I say “fuck it, good enough” and make some fabric to cover the top of it. It drives Troy nuts, but I want to say “you do it then”!
Your daughter sounds like a dream come true, but parental quiet/alone time is mandatory for sane parents.
Missed you while on your blog vacation. Don’t worry about comments, I think it just comes down to people being to lazy to say anything. Thanks for being real. I feel reassured. 🙂
I have to say I don’t like “lazy” reference. Some people love to read and not write. I have to say that is simply the case with me. I read voraciously, books, blogs, back of the shampoo bottle in bathroom. But I have no journal, no lists, and I don’t comment. That is until someone makes a blanket statement that in my opinion was kinda snarky. I love this blog and the fact I checked everyday to see if she was back was me showing my appreciation for all the Sarah is.
Yay! Missed you!!! 🙂
On theses super-organized homes…I know, right?? And then they post a “Before” photo, and I’m thinking, “Yeah, whatevs!” Their before looks like my after! 🙂
I love my boy, but within 5 minutes of telling him how sweet he is, I’m ready to jerk a knot in his head! (He’s 5 and very, very active….and annoying….and sweet.) There are weekends that I can’t wait for Sunday to roll around so I can send him back to his daddy. *sigh*
<3
I have friends with girls who complain how crazy they are and I just want to say YOU HAVE NO IDEA!!! Boys are just insane. I thought surely Jack wasn’t normal until I saw other little boys at the park. But Jack is still go go go, and has more energy than most other kids.
I have to say, I love your posts… and now even more. What’s up with all these super moms, that do everything AND their house looks like the pottery barn? This post made my day. Now I can go on ignoring the pile of dirty laundry and go have fun with my child.
I know they have a dirty little secret. Their homes must not look so great IRL, or they are robots who hate themselves. Remember, they only show us the photos they want us to see!
That is what I was going to say. Right out of frame is a HUGE pile of CRAP.
I made a post once that included my clear glass sugar canister. I emptied it, washed it and refilled it before taking the picture! On my just-cleaned kitchen counter….. The rest of my house looked like normal. Comfortably lived in. 🙂
You are a inspiration to me. I am in the process of replacing non edible plants with unique edible ones so I can make jams and healthier food for my family. I work full time with a spouse that works opposite shifts. You make me feel like it is totally possible to do everything. I check your blog nightly. Love it and you are so funny. I never comment because I have dyslexia and am always worried about grammar and spelling. Confession is great for the soul. I am a open boat. I will not hide anything from anyone EXCEPT when it comes to my in laws. Thank you for taking the time to share your life with so many people.
I’m lazy and don’t like to comment. Also if I do and a couple other people already did the same thing I wont but it’s mostly just an excuse to be lazy. Confession: I scrolled up to reread the post so I could remember what else you talked about that I agreed with. Pretty much everything, but mostly I shop for therapy all the time… I started going to real therapy to try to make things better and keep me from shopping but my therapist keeps telling me about stuff I should buy for my son and its not helping, lol!
Your therapist is your enabler! ;-D
Well I see you haven’t lost your spunk!
Toilet paper commercials in general freak me out, but those damn bears have me wishing I were running out of the room…if I weren’t too lazy to get up.
I follow many a blog, but haven’t been reading most of them lately. I never skip your posts though! 😉
Confession: I had to google washi tape last week. 🙂
You are REAL! You are AWESOME! You make me SMILE! Every visit! And I DO comment nearly every time I visit! Most people don’t – for a variety of reasons – but we blog because that’s what we do! It’s not for comments. It is THERAPY! Remember that!!
Right now I am sitting in the ONE clean room in my house after suffering plumbing problems and having Internet/Cable guy here all day. It gets overwhelming. I know. Think about the next thing you need to do and take it step by step. “Line upon line. Precept upon precept. Here a little. There a little.” Good advice from scripture!
Yes you do Linda, and I thank you for it! ;-D
I hope the quads are doing well!
Welcome back! We missed you…. my dirty little confession is that I secretly enjoy when my teenager is grounded from having friends over….they are great people but I enjoy peace and quiet on the weekend (I work in public schools). I also cannot have a cleaning person because of all the clutter. My house is only truly clean and presentable half an hour before a party.
Donna R.
Donna, not to mention I bet you have more food in the house when they can’t come over!
My in-laws describe Troy’s friends back in the day like a “plague of locusts”.
My son is also a Troy, and boy can those locusts eat! My husband reminds me often that they are eating here and not doing other things….
Wow, this was just what I needed. As I sit here I feel like total crap because I know how good eating right and exercising makes me feel and yet in the last few weeks I’ve been so lazy and eating total crap and so I just keep feeling worse and to try to make myself feel better, instead of eating right and exercising which I know will make me feel better, I just get lazier and eat crappier. Today was beautiful and sunny and I didn’t go outside and slept on the couch all afternoon and then ate a bowl of ice cream. I feel awful and my boyfriend doesn’t want to go for a walk since it is 10:30. I’m thinking that a big glass of water and cleaning the bedroom might make me feel better -but I just need to get back in control. Hope you feel better too!
That has been for the last 6 (ish) weeks. I know I should be out in the garden (my version of working out), but I just can’t seem to pull myself off of the couch.
I am right there with ya, sister with nearly everything you mentioned!! And boy, do you have a point with those freaking bears! Nasty bears. Awesome post. Now breathe. =o)
They’re so beyond creepy, right?
I’ve been reading for years – not sure why I don’t comment. My daughter loves your veggie hiding smoothie, my mom is Angie from Apothecaring – (I had been bugging her for a long time to send you some tea!), I’ve very envious of all your canning and homemade cooking and I read your weekly menu each week hoping sometime I too will be that organized! I appreciated this post because it’s helpful to see how we are all really similar. We try so hard to make things perfect – but nobody is! I enjoy your reading your blog. I’m glad you are back!
Oh, I LOVE your mom’s tea! It is so delicious, and she has been a treat to email with over the last few weeks.
HI there, see you got comments! What you do have is a lot of readers who lurk. Yeah we checked back every few days to see if your vacation was over. Im glad it is. Maybe you can change the settings so the comments are not hidden. that extra link press is a buzz killer. scrolling down and reading the comments makes me want to chime in. Well not really 🙂 off to lurk some more.
I’ve tried everything to make commenting easier, but I’ve reached the limitations that come with Blogger as a platform. That is one of the reasons I want to switch to a privately hosted site, but it would take so much work on my part at this moment.
Yay! You’re back…I have been checking eagerly daily to see if you had gotten your laptop. Don’t ever leave us again <3
I love reading your blog and I’m sorry that I never comment! I don’t have my own blog so I feel kind of like I shouldn’t be commenting for some reason 🙂 I applaud anyone who has the balls to honestly put their life out there!
Haha! Great post, Sarah. I can soooo relate. I’m not brave enough to share my foibles, but I certainly enjoyed reading yours. LOL!
Yours is one of my very favorite blogs. Thanks for all the fun reading. 🙂
Please don’t feel like your alone! I rarely comment because I use google reader(fuck google for deciding to close this) and our netbook takes forever to go to individual sites. If it makes you feel any better I yelled at my kids and balled in front of my husband while trying to clean up all the overspray and paint he dripprd EVERYWHERE while trying to paint our house( all he had to do was listen to what I said about moving his arm over to far but who are we kidding when i talk it’s like the teacher on peanuts shows Wah wah wa wah wa). Anyway I just wanted to say I apprieciate your posts even though I don’t comment. Yeah you!
Try feedly, it’s great & automatically pulls in your google reader feeds. 🙂
Your blog makes me happy. So, know that you are doing good things for people you dont even know lol I look forward to every post. Confession: I want to blog, but dont even know how to make a header or tabs and links. Go me 😉