Showing posts with label lifeberg. Show all posts
Showing posts with label lifeberg. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 2, 2014

Ok, 2014. Let's do this.

OK 2014, this is our last chance to get it together. 

There are some things I really need to accomplish this month...

A mega stack of thank you cards
Finish a 2013 Christmas gift...
Figure out 2014 Christmas gifts
Eliminate the piles of boxes in my living room
Create an image for the business holiday sale
Craft a New Year card for the business
Craft a New Year letter for family
Dispose of my ill-fated orchid
Donate at least 1 item every day
Dispose of at least 1 item every day
Study 1 hour a day for my work licensure

Phew! I hate to say watch me crash and burn... But probably watch me crash and burn.

November was so stressful.  I wrote many blog posts from my phone all of which say "post failed". Apparently adding a picture from my phone is like entering a death spiral.  Add in a nexus 5 that refuses to connect to a PC and I've got more first world problems than I can shake a stick at. I promise whenever there is a time slightly more convenient than 2:38 am I will work on rectifying those posts. 



Thursday, October 30, 2014

New Title?

It's midnight and I'm hot gluing felt onto a hoodie for my son's Halloween costume.  This blog should really be called the Half-@ssed Mom...

P.S. note that the hoodie is mounted on a paper towel holder and being supported with a mixing bowl and a Christmas dish towel.  Creative problem solving? Or I just might be an engineer. 

Wednesday, October 1, 2014

30+1

First day, how did I do?

My intentions were to spend a few minutes before bed reading a real book (the old fashioned kind with some type of cover and those paper pages that you actually need to physically turn) go to bed early, wake up early and start a daily habit of writing in the morning.   

I realize that I'm probably setting myself up for failure, because those are some radical changes to my current routines.  My typical bed time ritual involves attempting to play catch up on everything that I've put off for weeks, feeling bad about the things I already feel bad about for not doing, attempt to watch a little Netflix, get overstimulated by my smart phone and drag myself to bed in the wee hours of the morning.  Followed by waking up to my variety of alarms (phone and/or baby), realizing that I've over slept, sprinting through the shower, acknowledging that I'm going to be missing my first meeting and then slowing down to a glacial pace while I try to finish matting down my hair, fight with the  Nespresso machine and simulataneously echo locate my keys, wallet, phone and work badge.   

I've only illustrated the tip of my messy lifeberg, but clearly there are some big things that I want to change. 

I started  off my night with a compromise.  (Way to go, Andrea.  Way to hit the ground running!) I have bookshelves of neglected books that I have been meaning to read.  I have piles of books that I've never finished.  I realized I didn't want to drag through a book over the course of many months or even years, so I picked up a cookbook.  One filled with personal stories, and pages of interesting tidbits to make it seem more like a "real book".  I read until my eyes got heavy and took the natural cues from my body to drift off into dreamland.  When I of course decided to check my phone one more time.  An hour later and I was still sliding into bed before midnight. That counts, right?  Success!

However, I still managed to oversleep, still missed my early meeting, fumbled through my Rube Goldberg-eque morning routine and arrive at work slightly more well rested than usual.  This is a start.