My kitchen counters are awful. AWFUL old lady pinkish marble-ish, with silver piping, fifties style, but not retro and cute. Just fifties. And they pile up. No flat surface in this house can stay clear more than 1/2 a day.
They'll be replaced within the year. Until then, I don't have to worry about setting hot pots or pans on them, nicking them. Who cares about them! They are practically disposable!
I'm drowning in this house. Suffocating. I can't keep up with it. As I stood on the precipice of this life, I'm certain I didn't say, "Gee. I'd love to be a full time housekeeper."
HT doesn't give a rip if the house is messy, and most of the time I don't care either. There is much creativity happening here. He is always willing to help if I ask. Willing without any sort of resentment or attitude. If I ask.
The needs! The constant demands! "Mommy, I'm still hungry." Shut up you are not I just fed you an hour ago.
Healthy boy. Great appetite.
If I could just get new counter tops, it would solve a lot of problems. Don't get me started on the basement. Still torn up. Will be for a long time to come. It was supposed to be a play room. A playroom would solve a lot of problems.
We have plenty of room without a playroom. It is a spacious house. And did I mention affordable? Real estate in Cleveland is affordable. Truly.
The two main floors are okay. Besides the kitchen. Oh, and except for the computer area, where there is dust and piles of papers. Also, the shelves which host the children's things, games, puzzles, blocks, markers, glue. That area is a mess.
This area is just going to be messy. Lots happening there. Get over it.
My attic office is not a mess, but it's not my color. It's baby blue. My color is yellow. And the floors are wood and old and unfinished, giving it a rustic look. Sick of rustic. Sick of baby blue. Need a new floor, and paint. Yellow paint. It would solve a lot of problems.
So I'll buy a couple gallons of paint. Today.
The kid's rooms, I can live with. Pink. Purple. Their dresser tops are so cluttered. They both need shelves. Shelves would solve a lot of problems.
So I'll get some shelves. Soon.
Let's not talk about the bathroom. Let's just not even go there.
Yes, lets not even go there.
Riley went back to school yesterday and Seth is going back today.
The doctor said he just has bruising between the bone plates=NO CAST!
Ten days home with children. Too much. LET ME OUT!!!
Many people would go mad at their job if they did it 10 days in a row non stop with just a small break here or there.
Especially in such a crappy house. Did I tell you about my awful kitchen counters? They are pinkish. If I could just replace the counter tops...
It's not a crappy house at all. It's a fine house, with endless opportunities for improvement. We may not be able to afford everything we'd like to do for it this minute, but we are able to afford therapeutic riding lessons, therapeutic martial arts, therapeutic day camp this summer, etc. We've always been able to provide what our kids need.
And Thai food. We are able to afford Thai food. Every other Monday.
Life really isn't so bad.
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Love your responses to yourself, especially about buying the yellow paint.
Buy that paint, Michelle. Sing while you roll it on the walls. Those counters don't matter. The mess doesn't matter.
Seth escaping injury matters. Riley's progress matters. You and HT and the way you relate to one another matters.
And Thai food? That's just a bonus.
That's awesome! I love your great attitude - making lemons into lemonade!
Thanks for the comment on my blog. It was the very first one! I am kindof new at this. Have a wonderful day! (and post some pictures after you paint. Before and afters perhaps)
it's all good, sister .. it's ALL good
Please send that person who types in blue to my house. I could use that kind of conversation.
Ahh, the healing quality of Thia food. I think I'm inspired to get me some tonight!
Sometimes if I just go to Target and get a small set of wicker baskets or a cute diy bookshelf and tackle one small corner of the kids' creative area, I feel so much better it's amazing. I'm betting the paint will do the same for you.
Love.
Perfection!
Because of your post yesterday I took everything out of the window shelf in my kitchen and scrubbed it down. Looks great!
Two Thumbs up for your very quick exit from the negative loop.
I LOVE that you answered yourself. When I get in the negative loop, I try to distract myself with shiny things. You are so right to actually address the negativity head on. I learn from you - thank you.
Michelle, I really enjoy all your posts and commentary on life's ups and downs. In a weird way, you make life's speed bumps seem pretty easy to negotiate ... I guess it's like ballet ... people who are good at it make it look so easy.
Thanks for the constant reminders about what's important.
Great reframe! I have to remember to do that when the negativity gets to me. Have fun painting!
If we do not know the down side we can not know the up. Good job!
Bravo!
This is a lesson a lot of people would benefit from. You illustrated it beautifully.
What it comes down to is this, the way you look at things impacts how you see things.
I was wondering if you've come by to check out NE Ohio Bargain Hunter.
I'd like to do some links swapping and would be happy to trade links with you. If you'd like to swap just write a comment on any of my posts.
Here's to looking at thins in such a way that you feel much joy with your beautiful family.
The thing is, if you scrubbed your house and made it look beautiful, the kids and HT would come home and two seconds later it would look like you hadn't bothered. Life's too short for house work, and anyway, a tidy house is a sign of a wasted life.
Brilliant.
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