A Chapter Out Of My Life

A John Deere lawn mower in a Finnish garden.

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It’s Saturday.

I took Lonnie dog for a walk,

He and Ace, the outside dog, got into it. Fur flying. Over nothing. Both males. Go figure.

I was having none of it. They both got that I was mad at them. Bad boys. Go sulk.

They are fine. Like 2 year olds.

My husband is mowing the yard on the one non rainy day we’ve had in forever.

I was outside picking debris out of the yard. Amazing what what can find after having winds in excess of 60mph this past week. Just sayin’.

The outside cat, Salem, wanted me to pet her. I did. She is not declawed.

She got her claws caught on my clothing. She panicked. I panicked…because she had her claws on me.

She hissed. I yelled, “stop it”. She didn’t.

Ouch.

We finally got disentangled. Two girls screaming in the front yard. But only one of us with claws. Not fair.

She went and laid down on the porch. Away from me.

I was thinking I should go inside, when my husband went zipping by on the lawnmower.

He is The Grass Geru. Lord of the Lawn. Mower Master. Okay….I digress.

Anyway, the tire of the lawnmower caught a rock and it shot up and hit our outdoor flood light. Well, it pretty much exploded.

Where I was standing.

Glass flew everywhere.

For the love of pete! At least it hit the light and not me.

I again resumed picking up debris. This time it was glass.

All the exploding excitement got the dogs to barking. Again.

That’s it.

I went inside. It’s dangerous out there!

De-Cluttering Life Stuff

Moving in: Day 1

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I just read my friend’s blog, over at Faith Barista.  Bonnie was talking about De-Cluttering. It got me to thinking.

I have always been an organized person….an everything in its place, kind of a gal. I put things back after I use them, so I know where to find them for the next time.

And yet…… I have things that I don’t need. Things I haven’t looked at for a very long time. Why do I keep stuff? Why do I hold on tight to things that really don’t matter?

Is it really comforting to keep things? Or is it a strangle hold?

Does relaxing my hand to let things go, bring peace? Peace… so that I can focus on the things that are truly important?

I believe it might be time for me to pare down—again. I’ve done it in the past, and to be honest with you it was extremely liberating. I can truly live on less, and still be happy.

I will admit it is not always easy. Watching television fuels the, “I have to have it” mentality. Turning off,  “the junk, the possessions, the things”  is a good lesson to learn.

Physically throwing out, or giving away stuff is good. It’s also good to do a clean sweep of my schedule. What is truly important to me? What are the things I really want to do? Are my days so full that I can’t breathe? Or am I able to relax and enjoy the moments? The ones that matter….

Cleaning up and clearing out!

Wandering Into The Unknown

Older refrigerator model, with freezer compartment

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I put it off as long as I possibly could. I didn’t want to go there. But I had to do it.

A MOM’S JOB IS NEVER DONE…AND THE JOB CAN GET PRETTY GROSS!

Cleaning Out The Refrigerator 101

1. I’ve noticed for the past couple of weeks that leftovers have been piling up in the refrigerator.

2. Leftovers that certain people swore up and down that they planned on eating. Uh, huh.

3. Now said leftovers are either moldy, or rock hard and could be used as a weapon.

4. I found detox tea that I had made, well, I can’t tell you when I made it. Um….nasty stuff after sitting in the fridge since before time began.

5. In my defense the tea had been shoved to the back of the fridge. Out of sight, out of mind.

6. This never happens to my sweet tea. It is gone in no time, and I have to make more. I’m so pathetic. Sugar, yes. Detox, no. Don’t tell anyone.

7. Slices of pizza and old Subway subs do some really funky stuff if left to their own devices.

8. Cheese dip turns to glue.

9. Glue that sticks to you if you happen to get some on you. Not that, that happened to me.

10. The gag reflex is a marvelous thing.

11. How come mom’s end up with this job? And most of the stuff “leftover” in there…wasn’t even mine!

12. It was a little like Christmas.

13. A little “gift” all wrapped up in aluminum foil.

14. What will the surprise be?

15. Oh, wow. A piece of my son’s birthday cake…too bad his birthday was on October 13th!!!

16. No. I am not THAT desperate for chocolate.

17. Thank goodness.

18. After ridding the fridge of all the nasty evidence of my family’s slothfulness…

19. I wiped it all down with Clorox wipes. I love those things. Just sayin’.

20. Now, all is well with the world again. And the refrigerator is practically empty. Sigh. Time to start over.