Aims, how is MiracleBorn household doing?
We are doing alright. I've spent a large part of the day in the basement getting ready for our yard sale tomorrow and Saturday (SELL ALL THE THINGS!). Emeline has been watching "Ruby Gloom" and making yard sale signs and a sign for her lemonade and coffee sale. We dangled the carrot of "Whatever you sell, you get to keep the money." in front of her to entice her to be more aggressive with her purging. It's gone pretty well, so far. She is, as the sign implies, selling lemonade and coffee to make money for more American Girl doll stuff.
And can I just ask, Is your house ever so crazy making dirty and disorganized as it is right before a yard sale and moving?
Though, my emotions must be catching up to me because I just got weepy at the end of "Kitt Kittredge" and I'm sobbing through "Touch the Sky" (Brave. It's been my mantra song for the past year.)
And can I just ask, Is your house ever so crazy making dirty and disorganized as it is right before a yard sale and moving?
Sing it.
I have three computers and a big ol' monitor in my great room after my last yard sale which was, I am ashamed to say, November.
I've got a huge stack-o-yard sale stuff that I just keep shifting from one side to side.
I try to be cheerful around 'gotta make a mess to clean a mess' but THIS mess just gets me down.
Backflung, bonny. I'm back at work, sniffling my way though the afternoon.
Just got back from going-away lunch for cool co-worker. He got a teaching gig up at CSU-Northridge. He shared what his 3rd email with the new CSUN address was. Something about, "do we think it's OK to have an episode of CASTLE film here?". Apparently, the overwhelming response was "yes, as long as I get to meet NF!!!" Too funny!
Tired. Don't wanna anymore. And still there is so much sorting and organizing to do in the yard. But we can't do that until we have the tables. But we can't set up the tables until I move the cars.
Why does it feel like life is just fine dance of, "First this has to happen and then all of these other things can happen"?
And also?
La Luna
is my second favorite Pixar short.
Why does it feel like life is just fine dance of, "First this has to happen and then all of these other things can happen"?
And why am I always doing them in the wrong order and having to backtrack?
Fuck, I think the Xanax is wearing off. 25 minutes to cleanup. Breathe.
Why does it feel like life is just fine dance of, "First this has to happen and then all of these other things can happen"?
And why am I always doing them in the wrong order and having to backtrack?
Seriously, y'all. I was HOW old before I even knew there was an order?
