my name is tiffany and i'm a flake.
Somedays (like today) I feel like a loser. I have rescheduled Ashlyn's orthodontist appointment twice in as many days because I haven't made sure it doesn't conflict with other events before saying "okay, sure that's great." We weren't home when Andy's carpool came for preschool because I was running behind from picking up a birthday present for ashlyn's friends birthday party (hence the ortho reschedule-again). I didn't pick up my kids from school today. Um hi. Because I forgot it was my carpool afternoon. But I was looking at the clock thinking hmmm. . . the kids are usually home from school right now. Hello. HELLO. Where is my brain? I dropped Ashlyn off at her birthday party without the webkinz the invitation specified she come with. I scheduled a babysitter for tonight, this morning. I hate feeling like a flake. But I'm afraid I might be one. Like really afraid. My closet is atrocious. My garage a disaster. My pantry has no rhyme or reason. Incidentally, should a pantry have rhyme? Seems kind of strange. But regardless, that too produces anxiety within my being every time I have to put the costco size box of oatmeal away. Where can I stuff this sucker? So. I am recommitting myself to organizing my home. I am putting other projects on the back burner until. . .1. the artroom is organized and I have sketched out a design for built in shelves and desks
2. the pantry and kitchen cupboards are arranged in a logical fashion
3. the garage is clean and there are no little dead bugs in its windowsills and the pile for the thrift store is taken. . . to the thrift store
4. my closet and drawers are decluttered and destashed
5. the kids toys are pared down and organized
6. i've found my bin of 2T-3T girls clothes and evaluated ava's clothing situation
I think that's all I can think of for now. But if you too need help organizing (although I'm quite sure you are not as disastrous as myself), this is a fabulous book. I love it. It has great practical ideas. I just need to USE them. Good day.

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