Brought to you by the power of coffee and my ability to do my husband's 500-word school essay in 20minutes so he'd do bedtime. :) Note: I only sort of checked the height before I recorded, and was too lazy/scared to rerecord, so you won't get to see my forehead. Oh well!
We've always had trouble with Cupcake & naps. She's 3.5 now, and the mistakes that we made over, oh, the last three years are coming back to bit us in the ass, repeatedly, continuously. A few months ago we finally got to a point where she was falling asleep within 15 minutes or so. We were ...
My desk is a total mess, both at home and at work. It makes it more difficult to work, but I can't find time to clean it until I get A, B and C finished. I hate ...
My head is a bit foggy with everything that's going on. There is too much responsibility here, right now. I think I've taken on too much. I just need a few minutes, a few minutes to myself, to think quietly. I'm afraid of what I'll think during those minutes, though. I'm afraid of what decisions might be made. So I ...
Hope. It's a powerful thing. Hope can get us out of bed in the morning. Hope can push us past exhaustion for one more try, or one more box unpacked, one more hour worked. One more lap around the room with the squalling infant. One more day lived. We live on Hope. Some of us more than ...
I'm totally planning on punching out a post as part of Mommy Melee's Girl Talk Thursday feature, but first I just wanted to take a little time here and post my most and least favorite things about moving. Because of course you care. I love Fresh, clean, new spaces. I always feel like a new apartment/home is ...
We might die of exhaustion, but we'll be prepared. We've gone from 1.5 boxes packed to nearly 15. The master bedroom and Geekgirl s (whose name may be changing to Cupcake very soon. I don't like Geekgirl) closet is all set, too. Pictures are packed, still have to pack two mirrors. Figurines, etc, packed. ...
