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Stubborn me refuses to go with hub this weekend because I have so darn much to do, and staying home is the only way I can do it. I checked with Joe and Billy to make sure they would be around, and made my decision to stay home based on the fact that the gal pals would be here this weekend. That means that the guys will be here, and I can speed dial them to my rescue if I do indeed sleep, and a nut job does decide to break and enter.

The last job on my list is clean closets. It has been there for 4 months now. Lots of stuff will be given to Good Will or Salvation Army. Hub has a hard time handling pandemonium, really organizing means chaos on a private level. I have made up my mind that this will happen before the holidays start and they start next week. Nothing like a little self induced pressure to get this gal moving. I had all of these ideas about stuff I bought in garage sales, but the fact is I think I failed the volume part of geometry too. I bought the cutest little cradle when the girls were infants, and I hope they will rock their dolls in it, but now, where to put it. Hubs mantra, "You wanted it, you got it, now figure out what to do with it." I do a lot of back at you with this same mantra.

If organization was a class in school, I would get an F, and I don't know when this happened in my life. As a working mom for 30 years, life had to be organized or we would have all worn dirty underwear. You moms know what I mean. Now, that the boys are grown, I find myself just hanging in there with stuff that used to be so important to me. I never gave up kid time when the boys were young, but as they became teenagers, we had to work as a team to be able to participate in all of their activities. I miss being able to supervise them into helping me. I do a poor job of supervising me. This lack of discipline has put my back against the wall, and I am down to the wire for arranging my home. The Christmas decorations are stuck in the garage, and I just can't deal with bringing them in until something goes out the door. Downsizing has its issues, and I am about to tackle this one this weekend. Wish me luck!!