Lord save me from myself…mostly what I mean to ask is to specifically save me from the URGE TO BEGIN EVEN ONE MORE PROJECT!!!
I am certain I have some sort of attention deficit issue…flitting from one room to another like a little bee in the flowers – not like that…that might be pleasant to watch. Me, I’m just making one hell of a mess all over the place. I have primed most of the boys’ room, painted the actual color on one wall, stripped the stairs, painted the kitchen ceiling, painted a portion of the kitchen tile, started to strip an end table, and I have paint swatches taped to the dining room and living room walls.
Do you do this? I know I’ve left out a few things and we’re both glad for that.
I need to get all crazy about finishing things…I do believe that is it…focus…be the ball…
Ah hell! Who am I kidding? I’m already thinking about my next post
Whomever is in charge of my channel changer, please for the love of teenie bikinis STOP ALREADY!
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Midwestern girl who loves big city shopping (note - do not love high heels of any kind) *
hate to say that first because I fancy myself a yoga chic too who is into feng shui and a minimalist life but it's just not all true!*
I do forget to recycle*
LOVE reading and music and most things crafty (the idea of them - very fickle and creative urges come and go faster than light or sound)*
Grand chef and baker in my own mind and kitchen - love to mix and match recipes for a glorious new concoction*
Gardening would be very successful - I have a flair but short attention span can cause casualties*
True bliss is my home filled with three beautiful children (four on the weekends - an amazing Goddaughter)*
did forget to feed the beautiful children lunch once when they were too small to remind me*
can't find socks for all on some crazy mornings*
I'm a learner who just can't help it...a writer in my head, and a college instructor for a half dozen classes a year*
can't help my right brain optimism*
been a foster mom*
am a very grateful mom of adopted children*
worst life moment: leaving the E.R. with an empty baby carrier*
this is me...pretty much
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