Musings on the three most important things in my life; my husband, my kids and my Little Yellow Notepad
It’s amazing how you don’t notice how much stuff you have until you have to pack every last tiny bit of that stuff into a cardboard box. And then suddenly you realize you are drowning in stuff. Not just Stuff. But STUFF. An endless amount of it. Somehow, the more you pack, the more you… Continue reading About moving & STUFF
Here’s the thing about systems - they don’t actually solve the problem. They don’t make the challenge go away. They do make you feel in control and they do make it easier to put into words what’s not working. But the system itself isn’t magic. It’s the people keeping (or not keeping) that system that… Continue reading The Sock Crisis
I used to be in charge of my kitchen. It was my domain; simply put, I ruled it. My husband does some frying and creative cooking but ultimately; I have full control. Or had. Until the kids got bigger. The joy of not having to make lunch for everyone - they can do it… Continue reading It used to be MY kitchen…
I’ve always had bins of stuff. Being organized doesn't mean you throw things out; it means you are very good at storing your stuff in containers. Birthday cards since I turned 4, report cards and other important things like that. That was what prompted me to get my kids storage containers; I understood the need… Continue reading Bins and storage containers
I hate my couch. Truthfully, it’s not the end of the world to hate your couch. But here’s the problem with my couch. It’s less than a year old. And I chose it. And I hate it. The old couches were looking like they needed a bit of an upgrade, and when they marked their tenth… Continue reading When you think you have it all worked out…
