Lots has happened, but is it interesting?

Busy couple of days.

Had a day off that was more tiring than a day in work; someone I’ve just met who’s looking to start our local EC group with me just launched a group called ‘The Make Place’. Basically mothers meet with their babies and help look after each others in return for a bit of time crafting (knitting, sewing, making etc). I could only visit as it was my day off, normal work won’t let this happen but I loved it. My city so needs a permanent full time version, kinda like a sewing cafe I guess. Watch this ‘make place’ I guess. DD did wonderful considering she’s 21 months old and the others were all 9 months oldish. And she stayed dry the whole day, even taking her nap in her pushchair so I could fix the knitting she’d pulled off my needles on the way out! I’ve not progressed any, but am back where I was. It’s lacework knitting so not really something easily backed up and fixed!

DH has stepped up with the housework and met the task easily. He actually folded washing away (his pet hate), cooked dinner, washed up, bathed DD and fed her, put washing into the dryer and WROTE SOMETHING ON THE CALENDAR! Wow.  Although not all on the same day, over 3 or 4. A lot of it s down to my Flylady (www.flylady.net) rooutines being up to date and the house being so much calmer and less cluttered.

He’s actually very good and willing most of the time, just wants me to tell him what to do when. Trouble is, by the time I’ve told him I could have done something else with the time, which makes me grumpy – which is why he doesn’t volunteer for much in case it’s the ‘wrong’ thing and I get grumpy! So it’s my fault you see.

And I’m not even being sarky!

(PS. I realise there is some potentially identifiable information in here but I’m trying a bit of trust and I’ve grown-up a lot since starting this intermittant blog. We shall see…)


Must be a Sunday

’cause I feel like I’ve done nothing, when I haven’t stopped. It’s work tomorrow, so where did the weekend go?
My Mum always used to get really crabby on a Sunday afternoon, I get it now, sorry Mum!
What should we call it? Sunday Afternoon Syndrom, SAS, Save Our Souls – Mums having a paddy?
Any other ideas? Contact me or leave a comment please, no closing date because it’s a problem that never ends. I really need a laugh. Aaaaaaaarrrgh! Do I feel better? Nope!

Twice in one day, I’m still ill then…

Actually I’m knackered, but I’ve got a lot to show for it.

I’ve done the budget up to the very minute and penny, planned 8 days worth of meals according to the sell by dates on the food I asked DH to get due to the fact I planned what we needed.

I’m not saying we have enough money this month, nor that there will be no wastage of food; but I’m prepared to minimise the damage!

LOL. Right, to bed….

I’ve caught a bug….

Actually, I caught several bugs lately. DH caught some nasty flu/cold/stomach bug thing and it floored him for three days. He was off work for two of them. DD caught it the same day, had temperatures of 40+ for 2 nights running, and kept throwing up when she coughed. Bless.

And me? I bet you can guess. I noticed a scratchy throat the day after they started, then developed a full-on cough, cold, asthma revival with flu symptoms too. Yes, I kept working; yes, I kept getting up twice hourly to poor DD; yes, I kept the sympathy up for DH. The result, I still have a cold 9 days on and they’re well past it. But no whinging, that’s a flylady rule!

Flylady? Oh boy, you’ll like this one. I found a website by accident when I googled for help getting motivated to do housework. Hee hee. Don’t you smirk like that! You might not have actually googled it, but unless you were born organised, you’ve seriously wondered how on earth people ever get through all the housework and cleaning and have nice homes. Well now I know! http://www.flylady.net/index.asp When you come across a site that mentions a 15 minute room rescue; clearing a path through the piles of clutter that have taken over the room – you know you’re on to something REAL! As in, honest. Yes, I was thinking about that ridiculous pile in our bedroom.

Well, guess what – it’s almost gone! What took three years to accumulate, 6 months to stagnate, and the sum total of that for me to get around to clearing it – but only 3 sets of 15 minutes work for three evenings in a row to be about 3 quarters GONE! I won’t bore you with the details, but get over to that site and have a lookie around, especially at the getting started section. Some people online have complained about the number of daily emails they got when subscribed to flylady; but you can change the settings to get them as a digest and no one ever said you have to read them. I also reckon the people saying those things don’t really have a desire to change the way they do things to clear their homes. In truth, it was the 4th day of this clearout that DH and DD came down with their bugs. I can’t help but think that all the dust raised from throughout and under that pile might have had something to do with it. Imagine how much less there will be now I can properly vacuum 80% of that room. It can only be good. I’m so glad I’ve caught a manageable dose of the de-clutter bug!

Actually, there was a more tangible benefit from it just the day before yesterday. Long and short together, DD fell off my bed and landed on her head; but she escaped injury as a direct result of the decluttering I’ve been doing. Most of the main space of the room is clear now, but the 2ft or so of space between the wall and my side of the bed still has some clothes, bedding and shoes etc. Clutter, in other words. DD was sat on my bed, just over a foot from the edge. I’d already warned her to be careful, and as she’s only just turned one was still keeping a careful eye on her while I got dressed. She was busily being funny, the way they do at that age, and lifting her arms like she was trying to take off the flufffy white bodywarmer she was wearing before bringing them down again. The third time, she laughed at herself and flung her arms up so enthusiastically she tipped straight over and went flying down, head first, off the side of the bed. I lunged over the whole bed in one move, and lifted her vertically up before lying her on the bed very gingerly. She very quickly started kicking and thrashing her arms and legs whilst screaming at the top of her lungs – I figured she was fine and lifted her for the cuddle and comfort I was desperate to give. And why wasn’t she hurt? Well, she landed on the dog! The dog who was only lying there because the rest of the room was clear of clothes and had been cleaned meaning that the strip of clothes down my side of the bed was the only place with that comforting smell of his owners bodies! Dog 1 is the skittish one, but whereas normally he would have bolted out from underneath anything falling on him whilst yelping at the top of HIS lungs – he somehow stayed put as DD fell and lay there growling softly as I lifted her up and checked her over. He is the reason she’s ok; as her head landed on him, her hips were still supported by the bed and she skittered down his side to the floor (clothes and bedding!), her hips finally tipping over and slowly flipping to rest against the wall. She ducked her head and therefore prevented injury to her neck.

If I had been clearing up the way I usually do, whipping everything into a pile together (!) then sort it by type, then find places for it all, touching everything 3 or 4 times; I’d have cleared that side of the bed, then lost motivation and left it. So no progress, and no dog at side of bed for DD to land on. Due to doing 15 minutes at a time with my phone timer, it’s made a real difference and my poor daughter had my mess on her side, so to speak!

BTW, dog 1 wasn’t hurt at all, I did check him over straight away too. He came up onto the bed as soon as he saw me cuddling DD, so we cuddled him too. Good dog!

Time at last

Well, after all the posts I had planned to write, I’ve finally found a few minutes to sit down, and some energy reserve to type with.

It’s not even that I’m getting a lot done, I’m just knackered. It’s a Saturday, and DH had his training thing all day so DD and I were left to it with the boys. I managed to sort out the (clean) but now-too-small clothing from her bedroom. Of course, the dishwasher still needs to be emptied/filled, as does the washing machine and tumble-dryer (funny how they always want feeding too) and our bedroom still has its looming pile of junk. But I did manage to set this up in the evening and I’ve drawn a lovely header design – just got to work out how to get it up there…

Night night Sx