Had a Doc appointment last week and got the awesome news I have Osteoporosis. I CAN’T EVEN PRONOUNCE IT RIGHT! So I was pretty stunned and as Dr. “very young and beautiful and has no idea her life will suck one day too” started to tell me about the different treatments for this, I zoned… Continue reading Bad to the Bone. Menopause Sucks, Part Deux.
Hey Peeps! Today is our big day! National Margarita Day and we couldn’t be happier. Some of my close friends are stopping by tonight for margaritas and fun. We’re planning to try that Facebook live thing too. If you’ve got nothing better to do around 7:45 ET, stop by our Facebook page and watch me… Continue reading Happy Margarita Day!
I gave up. I couldn’t see my text messages anymore on my iPhone. Even with the text setting to XXX large. So the other day I decided to just give up and get the iPhone PLUS. The one that is somewhere between a regular phone and a laptop. But I got it in the color… Continue reading I Blame Midlife for Having to Buy a New HUGE Phone!
Hey Happy Shiny People! It’s almost time to say goodbye to summer. And that makes me so so so sad. I’m not ready. It’s like my BFF is moving to another country. Ok maybe that was a tad dramatic but you have to understand I loathe winter. LOATHE it. Fall is ok with the leaves… Continue reading Goodbye Summer. I Love You.
If you’re friends with me, you know I suck at being a good friend. I honestly love all my friends and would be there in a flash if a friend were seriously in trouble. I promise I’m not a bad person, but I’m pretty sure I was dropped on my head as a kid and now my memory is awful and I have problems focusing. I don’t remember what I ate for lunch so I sure won’t remember your birthday. Unless I’m on Facebook and FB tells me it’s your birthday.
Here are a few more traits of a sucky friend:
*Can’t remember your birthday. Ever. So anniversaries are out of the question.
*Hate to talk on the phone. My mind wanders when people talk to me for too long. I can’t help it. Text me and I am more focused. You can even Snapchat or Twitter at me.
*I hate chick flicks. I would rather see a ‘Die Hard’ movie or a really dark, scary movie. I don’t like to cry at movies but give me car wrecks and ghosts and I will be your BFF.
*I don’t trust anyone driving. If you want to hang out, go to dinner, pedi’s etc., I have to drive. I don’t trust other friends driving. If you insist on driving please realize I will tell you where to go and how to get there.
*I’m always right. I’ll try to give you unsolicited advice and if you think I’m wrong, well that might not go well.
*I can’t be around friends who do not have a sense of humor. If you are serious all the time I assume you are a miserable person and need psychiatric therapy. I hate to be called out when my humor might be slightly inappropriate. Which happens often.
*I don’t want to go out to dinner with friends who only eat salads and talk about how they have to watch their weight. Boo hoo. Eat a flipping cheeseburger already.
*I like my cocktails. A lot. I get a little louder with each
shot sip. The more I have the funnier I am. But then you would have to drive home and then I would have to tell you how to drive and it would just turn into a hot mess.
So if you expect friends to remember birthdays, eat salads and do girly girl things, then I’m not your girl. I suck at being a good friend. Just so you know upfront.
Everyone needs goals. Whether it’s to get out of bed every morning, run 5 miles a day (not gonna happen unless I am getting chased by a wild animal), find a new job or get organized, we all need goals. This year my plan is to get everything in some kind of order. I am at my best when my spaces are organized and everything has a place. When everything is messy and unorganized I tend to have anxiety attacks and fits of rage. Just ask my family.
I live with all boys and a dog. All males. They tend to be messy and are not bothered by clutter. Happy as freaking clams. So when I nicely suggest they pick up after themselves the whining and tantrums being. Thing 2 drops to the floor in a fetal position, Thing 1 starts to defend his piles and the dog just moves to another room. And then I flip the freak out. I threaten to throw everything away. Just haul it off to the dump. But I know I don’t have the energy to actually do it.
So I have a plan. I am reclaiming my home! Everyone has been put on notice. My office is now MINE. I am working on revamping it to fit MY needs. The boys have a ‘man cave’ upstairs so all their crap has been moved upstairs. No more dropping off everything in the office when they walk in the door. Big Daddy has one tiny little corner for his stuff. We are working towards making that look better. I will post pictures when I am done. Before and After. Here is just a snippet of my desk.
So while I am searching Pinterest like a crazy woman, I found something new. It’s called ‘Bullet Journaling’. It was created by Ryder Carroll, who is an art director, web designer and a lot more. He’s kind of a big deal. It’s kind of a kick-ass to-do list for EVERYTHING! I watched the video on his website at least 100 times and I am so addicted. I am working on my on bullet journal now. More to follow…
Here is a link to his website where you can check out the video he made on this Bullet Journal thing.
Now back to organizing, you can see what inspires me from my Pinterest board here:
And you can check out my Planners and Bullet Journaling Pinterest Board Here:
Can’t wait to have a completely organized home and life. Even if it kills me. Or kills my family.
“Successful organizing is based on the recognition that people get organized because they, too, have a vision.’ ~ Paul Wellstone
A quick definition from Psychology Today (.com) says: “Mid-Life: Mortality and the idea that time is running out can leave a middle-aged person feeling discontent and restless. Often this 40- to 60-year-old may have a need to reassess life and its meaning.” Really? A need to reassess life and its meaning? Shouldn’t we have life… Continue reading Who Is This Midlife Crazy Person?