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Frick frack frickety frack
Well yesterday is said and done. Over, done with
and no going back. Good. Now to make certain it doesn't get repeated again.
I got caught up in three projects with five remaining to get done. I tore
apart the two front closets as spring is looming and that means baseball
season. The kids have their tryouts next weekend so that means getting
all their gear assembled in one central location: the front closet. But
I'd prefer it was out in the garage only the garage is a mish-mash of
everything from camping gear, outgrown clothes (including out shrunk),
home decor items that still have to be unpacked, seasonal decorations
and the list goes on. Worse yet, we have not one, not two but three freaking
storage sheds out back and two storage units we pay monthly
on. Yes, it's well past time to start parting with whatever's in them
but that's whole 'nother issue (closely tied in to the depression I succumbed
to in more recent months) but I'm working on it. Anywho, once I had everything
strewn across the foyer, I decided once and for all to throw up the shelves
we bought a few weeks ago for the garage to see if I could get some sense
of organization going out there at least to afford me the much needed
room to put all their sports equipment (we're talking golf clubs, baseball,
snow gear and a sundry of other things such as frisbees and I think there
were a few kites from awhile back that are still in their packages --
I swear we're not spoiled nor are the kids as everything's second hand
or gifted to us, but man oh man...)
The shelves don't require any nuts or bolts, merely a rubber mallet and
some intestinal fortitude to push everything into place then lock it in
with a few swift thwacks of the mallet. I take pride in my ability to
change out locks quickly, fix minor plumbing problems, reseat a toilet
after a wax seal's been replaced and even can do a fair job patching walls
(although the door patch job leaves a lot to be desired) but let me tell
you, I felt like a complete idiot trying to assemble this blasted shelving
system. Before I knew it, most of the day had gone by and I still have
crap strewn about the entry to the house! I had taken a much needed break
to curb my foul tongue after my futile attempts with the shelves just
when the phone rang. Lately there's been 800 service calling but
hangs up when the answering machine comes on. Ever since the hubby changed
his voting registration to up here (as opposed to where he grew up and
hasn't lived there for well over 20 years now) we've been getting these
calls which had been dramatically reduced prior to it with the blissful
DO NOT CALL list. Oy! Now we're back at it again, so I've just let the
answering machine catch those calls. I let the phone go since the hubby
had just gotten up from his long winter's nap only to find out that it
was the kids calling. Turns out their homework club was cancelled because
the teacher was out for the day. Groovy.
In reading back through this just now, I'm shaking my head with a pathetic
grimace. Clearly I need to do better with planning out my time during
the day. There really was no excuse not to get on the treadmill and that
does take priority. That said, I must also do something about planning
my eating too as it got way out of control yesterday. Maybe that Hoodia
isn't doing as well as I thought. As I said before, the fat gram boo-boo
is really throwing me for a loop. Damnit. It's so easy to just grab one
of those protein bars and keep going but obviously that's my undoing.
Anyone want some protein bars? :)
Sooooo.... I'm off to go kick some mileage out before I get the call again
saying that the teacher was a no show again today (with my luck, they'll
call ten minutes before I walk out the door to get them asking if they
can stay an extra half an hour to play cribbage!) and then it's time to
wrassle that shelving unit again. Hmmm... maybe I'll video tape it for
kicks and giggles.
Not!
I'm open to your tips and ideas for survival of
the bottomless pit-itus and motivation for daily exercise... [
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