Meal plan for August 4th – 10th
Updated: 8/3/14 at 8:50 am: I wrote the post below Friday night (sue me), so I’m updating it to let you know my mom is in the hospital. She is doing better and will go home tomorrow, but basically MS can eat a dick. If I could bother you for prayers/good thoughts/juju (whatever you believe in), I’d appreciate it.
I’m freaking exhausted!! We had a huge garage sale this Saturday. With the gimps moving in with us this fall, the construction process has displaced much of our “stuff”. And praise God almighty, I’m so glad it did.
We have (had) an extra bedroom in the basement that had been used to store our randomness since we moved in here in summer 2011. When the contractor told us a few weeks ago that they’d be breaking through the walls soon, our crap pile needed to be moved. And that put a bee so far up my butt that I was practically sneezing honey. A garage sale had been planned with a friend at her house, but once I started digging through the stack of junk we had, the garage started to become E-P-I-C.
The main goal of the sale was to get rid of stuff. The secondary goal was to make a bit of money. We made $140, so I’m thrilled.
A wonderful and surprising side effect was that my garage got completely emptied out. A few months ago, Troy and I had a whopping hour to clean out the storage space under our deck before the contractors tore it down. Under that deck were things like our lawn mower, all gardening tools, extra compost bins, the wood pile, etc., etc. Due to the important stuff that Troy keeps in his truck, I volunteered to park outside while the junk took up residence in my bay of the garage.
After five, yes FIVE truckloads of stuff delivered to my friend’s house, I’m thrilled to say that all cars in this family are now able to be snug in the garage.
And the level of freedom I can feel from having all this stuff AWAY is amazing. I feel like I can breathe again. Clutter makes my palms itchy. I’m not sentimental, and I don’t need stuff hanging around my house to remember amazing memories and moments in my life. A physical memento can’t replace the imprint of the actual event in my heart. And so, the junk goes, and my heart remembers.
I have to share a fabulous sign that my sister found for me last week. Truer words have never been written.
Had you been following me on Instagram, you would have started your Friday morning out with a little beauty. While I hate waking up so damn early (4:30 am), there are moments where it is utterly and completely worth it.
Meal plan time! Reminder, I only plan dinners. My breakfast of choice is homemade Greek yogurt with tons of cut up fresh fruit (or fruit I froze in the summer), and a homemade granola bar crumbled on top. It’s delicious and keeps me completely full and satisfied until lunch. Lunches are always leftovers. We rarely eat dessert during the week, and our dinner drink of choice is water kefir soda.