Being April

I've never been a particularly organized person. Stacks of paper, junk drawers, 'corner counter'... these things have always been more my style. The past few years I have been trying to break that habit. It has been hard, and I have largely been unsuccessful. My excuse is always that we don't have enough storage space, and while I would like to have a home for everything, we just didn't have enough cupboards, drawers, shelves, etc. for that to be realistic... so: mess. Little by little, one thing at a time, I've been trying to find homes for everything. I bought shelves for our bathroom. We got a shoe hanger thingy to manage shoes everywhere. We got a couple of extra book shelves. Still though, the major mess areas remained. One of those areas being the desk/office area. Yesterday we bought a desk! It's a big one with lots of drawers and cupboards. We were up until midnight moving everything, sorting everything, and finding a home for all of our office junk...

Last July, I lost my wedding rings. My hands had swollen a lot when I was pregnant with Isaac, so I had been wearing my rings on my pinky finger, because they fit better. By July though, I had lost enough weight that I probably should have put them back on my ring finger, but I just hadn't yet. At some point, they simply vanished. I had no idea where I had lost them, assuming that they had just fallen off as I was walking around. I had also been doing swimming lessons with Andrew, so I was worried they had fallen off in the pool. I called the rec center asking them to look for it; they didn't find anything. I searched my house, completely cleaned my bedroom. I looked everywhere. By the end of summer I pretty much gave up, resigned to the fact that I would never see them again. In October Dean bought me a cheap replacement ring as a place holder until he could find something better. Then, for Christmas, Dean surprised me with a new ring. A couple of days ago, we moved our couch ...

Yesterday morning, Isaac woke up for the day a little earlier than I wanted, so I brought him into the living room, closed the gate to the stairs, put a chair in front of the kitchen doorway, and proceeded to doze on the couch while he played with toys. I would open my eyes briefly to check on him periodically, and I listened closely so I would have some idea of what he was doing. After about 15 minutes of this I opened my eyes because he had just made a happy sound and started crawling quickly, and I wanted to know what had piqued his interest. He had spotted a sippy cup that he had dropped the night before. If the sippy cup had just had water in it, I probably would have just let him have it, but it had milk. Milk that had more than likely curdled overnight, and he really shouldn't be drinking it. Immediately I told him "No Isaac," but being so intent on what he was after, he didn't listen to me. At the same time I said no, I also jumped up from the couch and hu...

Would it be too ambitious to try and write at least once every week? Probably, especially since when I do sit down to write I can't really think of anything to write, and when I do think of something to write I forget what it was before I actually get a chance to. It's 9 days into the new year, and that had me thinking about last year. What happened last year? I want to say, not a whole lot! Isaac was born at the end of 2013, so 2014 was kept pretty low key as he grew up from a tiny newborn into the super fun almost toddler that he is now. Dean went to and graduated from the police academy. Isaac and I went to Nauvoo and saw all of my family. I took an Art class. Anything else? Has the whole year passed with so few things to make note of? Dean got in a car accident and wrecked the car, then we had to buy a new one. Dean and I went on the honeymoon we never had leaving the kids with Dean's mom for one night. What else? It's really kinda sad that I can think of so litt...

There are 24 hours in a day.  I would like to spend nine of those sleeping, although it usually ends up being more like six. I spend quite a bit of time on meal prep and clean up, three times a day plus at least two snacks, usually more because Andrew is a bottomless pit. I spend time every day doing laundry, dishes, clutter pick up, vacuuming, etc. I hate doing this stuff, so it is usually done while I listen to a book, and is usually frequently interrupted by anything else I can think to do A good chunk of my mornings are spent trying to talk the boys into doing their jobs. I've been trying to exercise for 30 minutes every day, but it's really hit and miss whether I ever get around to that. I try to spend some time studying my scriptures every day, but more often than not it's skimming a chapter before I go to bed at night just to say that I did it.  I'd like to spend more time writing, or drawing, or doing something creative every day, but more often than not,...