B..B..B..Freaking..R..R..R! The pipes froze last night (no shower! Sorry flylady) for
the second time this winter, because Lyle STILL has not wrapped the
pipes with insulation. What are the odds of Texas having two freezes
in one year, right? So before he leaves to go teach fire school,
he puts a space heater under the house and asks me to check on it 'a
bit later' So I check it a couple times, and the water was working, but I couldn't
make the stupid shower drip, so if I take out the heater it'll freeze
again, and if I don't, the next TXU bill will be a fainter.
So off I go to the shop, and get a couple pieces of house insulation,
thinking I'll jest set it in front of the hole (another Lyle undone honey
do - and don't feel bad for him, I did all the electrical, he has to
do all the plumbing. We are equal"ish"...)so the wind won't blow in,
I grab some plywood and a drill and I'm off - except I am wearing
slippers (I know, I know), so I fall on my a** going around the
house, and then get down on my knees in a puddle created by said
space heater. I'm going to bed before Lyle comes home, in case the
pipes have refrozen in the next two hours - cause if he says a word I
may shoot him.
My fingers are cold, but I had to come complain about the fridge. I did an inconspicuous area test spot with the black marker, and it came off fine. So I write it all on with the red (7 flylady bedtime routine items) and then head off to do number one, expecting to spend the rest of the evening casually watching HGTV abd scrapbooking. I laid out my clothes and started a load of wash, then....I went to wipe it off. Nope. I spent 25 minutes, and finally got it off with orange clean and baking soda. Well, at least the fridge is clean. Then the ice saga. I give up. At least I made it home. Besides, what's wrong with going to bed at 7:30? Lyle has ruined me.
Tuesday, February 25, 2003
I forget what I am supposed to do. I told Lyle about the list on the fridge, and he said "WIll it come off?" Then he got sed to it, stopped panicing, and brought me home a pack of those wipe-erase markers. Wish me luck. Last night it was icing and I was cold and I lost all my willpower once I got hime, so I went to bed at 7 o'clock and watched TV all night where it was warm and cosy. I have PMS, I think I need B vitamins.
That Winsor Pilates vid would be a good gift for Mother's Day, Gee. I have the DVD or I would copy it for you. I do have some yoga vids and one Denise Austin Pilates video I could copy for you if you want. Or, I could try to copy them. The tv is all jumpy from the sound of the surround sound I installed on Sunday, so I am not too confident lately. I found the yoga to be kind of mind numbing, but I only did it a couple of times. I SUCK at sticking to things. Lyle is teaching fire school tonight, so I will have some time to get the stuff written on the fridge.
Yay Alex for 14-1/4 lbs. I called Mom this morning and she said Dad was mad yesterday again. And she had high blood pressure when she went to the DR aso he wanted her to go on a blood pressure medecine, which she looked up on the internet and thought was not for her. She asked him if it might be the stress she was under, and he said that had nothing to do woth it. She said that was "bullshit". Mom actually said "bullshit". I laughed. Anyways she took the prescription, but she was going to talk to the druggist. I called my doctor and told her about it and she said she would put her on a six month diet, exercise and stress reduction regimen and have her test herself weekly at the drugstore, then recheck her then. I tried to call her back and tell her but she must have gone to see Dad already.
The boss just came and and told me to go home, it is sleety out and he wants everyone to be home before it gets dark. Lyle didn't wash the crockpot from Sunday, so I moving tonights meal to tomorrow, which was menu day, and buying chili from Wendy's for supper tonight. Except I have to drive a half mile down the road and people here cannot drive in ice...
That Winsor Pilates vid would be a good gift for Mother's Day, Gee. I have the DVD or I would copy it for you. I do have some yoga vids and one Denise Austin Pilates video I could copy for you if you want. Or, I could try to copy them. The tv is all jumpy from the sound of the surround sound I installed on Sunday, so I am not too confident lately. I found the yoga to be kind of mind numbing, but I only did it a couple of times. I SUCK at sticking to things. Lyle is teaching fire school tonight, so I will have some time to get the stuff written on the fridge.
Yay Alex for 14-1/4 lbs. I called Mom this morning and she said Dad was mad yesterday again. And she had high blood pressure when she went to the DR aso he wanted her to go on a blood pressure medecine, which she looked up on the internet and thought was not for her. She asked him if it might be the stress she was under, and he said that had nothing to do woth it. She said that was "bullshit". Mom actually said "bullshit". I laughed. Anyways she took the prescription, but she was going to talk to the druggist. I called my doctor and told her about it and she said she would put her on a six month diet, exercise and stress reduction regimen and have her test herself weekly at the drugstore, then recheck her then. I tried to call her back and tell her but she must have gone to see Dad already.
The boss just came and and told me to go home, it is sleety out and he wants everyone to be home before it gets dark. Lyle didn't wash the crockpot from Sunday, so I moving tonights meal to tomorrow, which was menu day, and buying chili from Wendy's for supper tonight. Except I have to drive a half mile down the road and people here cannot drive in ice...
Monday, February 24, 2003
We had Alex checked today and he is up another 12 ounces so that makes his weight 14 1/4 now. I would love to do that winsor pilates exercise I have been trying to talk Mike into getting it for me but then I thought maybe I should start with yoga and work my way up to windsor what do you think?
I still do not use a control journal and i only look at the flylady musings as well I am taking baby baby steps now since Alex has been needing all my time but i do lay my clothes out most nights and I clean my sink 9 times out of ten. like I said babybaby steps . I do not feel guilty when I can not get things done anymore b/cause I now know it is not me but my type lol.
Any way gotta go unload the dishwasher.
I still do not use a control journal and i only look at the flylady musings as well I am taking baby baby steps now since Alex has been needing all my time but i do lay my clothes out most nights and I clean my sink 9 times out of ten. like I said babybaby steps . I do not feel guilty when I can not get things done anymore b/cause I now know it is not me but my type lol.
Any way gotta go unload the dishwasher.
I hate red eye! I have a pen thing for the printed pics. I can't believe that Alex is so old either. Yikes! I am glad he is getting the hang of eating. How much does he weigh now? I have discovered Winsor Pilates, and I have decided it is the alternative to exercise I have been looking for. I hate working out because I hate to sweat. This makes me sweat, but not "sweat and keep killing yourself? you idiot! Sweat is a sign of BAD things!" More like Hmm...calm, gentle, stretch...hmmm...relaxing, but invigorating...hmmm...whoops, I'm done! What is that - a drop of perspiration on my brow? How refreshing! Okay, well, not that good, but I'm trying.
You're right on the money with the mitre saw thing, Rolana, I have one, it is even a compound one. But I am totally clueless as to how to do this. I got some tips from a buddy at work that I will try as soon as I get the guts. I can't believe you have actually asked me to show you my scrapbooks! WWWOOOHAH! This may take a while, but I am in! Maybe we could make an evening of it, invite the sisters, and I'll bring all my crap and we can all exchange sparkly glitters! We were talking about coming home this summer but I am not sure when or if. Lyle gets lots of time off, but I only have 9 days (out of ten) left this year. I have five allotted to a Canada trip, but I just don't know...the Money and all.
I joined this Yahoo group called Alt_Flylady, because the flylady groups I have looked at around here seem to be all bible thumpers. I am going to try it. After what Rolana said about the emails, I signed up to have them delivered to me as one daily digest, so that I get them all at once, and zip past the ones I don't care about. Right now all I read are the flylady musings and the success stories. I started two weeks ago but didn't want to say so in case I failed. One of the ladies in the alt_flylady group said she writes her morning and evening routines on the fridge door with a Wipe off marker, so it is easier for her to remember that trying to find her control journal and actually open it. Lyle used to write me love notes on the bathroom mirror when we first got together, so this won't freak him out too badly. I have to try this, because all weekend my new control journal was on the move...
My daytimer (aka the Log), home from work (I'm fairly organized at work, just not at home) joined it on friday night on my night table. Saturday morning, it was opened and spread across the newly made bed in piles for organization - abandoned, it was later heaped onto the sewing basket by Lyle in search of napping space. At dinnertime, it was spread across the floor in a frenzied search for the recipe for the new menu planning ahead thing (Never did find it, I winged it, thinking - what could be so hard about wilted spinach and chicken salad? - Lyle actually gagged. LOL). On Saturday night I rescued it and took it to the living room, where it resided on the coffee table, causing tremendous guilt all evening. On Sunday morning, after ignoring the bedtime routine (except for deciding to wear the crumpled work jeans on the floor to hook up the surround sound in the attic the next day) I grimly went forth to open the book - I unpiled the Log off the top (after removing six naked barbies from their latest home) and then remembered I needed tea. This led to getting the paper to read with the tea, which led to clipping the day's coupons, which led to starting a roast in the crockpot....Sidetracked Home Executive! But we have an excuse, Mom taught us this from the time we were kids. So - I never did open it. It is still on the coffee table. The Log said a happy goodbye and came to work with me today. I do a lot of work on Monday mornings just to avoid carrying notes from last week's Log into this week.
I have made another couple cool changes too - I have a pretty paper bag with handles in the laundry room that says "socks with no friends" for all the lonely little guys. Theoretically I will throw them out in a boogie. I can't stand the thought of chucking them and then finding their mate/friend/child socky - and I will be the one responsible for their loneliness forever. I did my first 27 fling boogie on Saturday - it was pretty painless because I had five old phone books and some old magazines of Lyle's. Later, when I told him, he said if he didn't know he didn't care. :) I told him the reverse does NOT also apply.
The lightbulb in the fridge blew on Saturday - in the past, replacing it would have taken months. I removed it, added the brand name to the "home Depot" list on the fridge (as important in our house as the grocery list) and know I will buy one on Wednesday on my bi-weekly hardware shopping trip. It feels good to be a little in control, anyways. And Lyle is CEO of dishes. When I get up to check the laundry, he gets up to check the dishes. Although I have to do all the meal planning and cooking, he cleans the kitchen afterwards. I refuse to remind him, but all I have to do is make a point of folding his socks in front of him (Something I heretofore have refused to do) and he gets the message. Now I have to figure out a way to get him to wash the table and counters.
I have to go finish my Log and weekly plan - wish me luck!
Ande
You're right on the money with the mitre saw thing, Rolana, I have one, it is even a compound one. But I am totally clueless as to how to do this. I got some tips from a buddy at work that I will try as soon as I get the guts. I can't believe you have actually asked me to show you my scrapbooks! WWWOOOHAH! This may take a while, but I am in! Maybe we could make an evening of it, invite the sisters, and I'll bring all my crap and we can all exchange sparkly glitters! We were talking about coming home this summer but I am not sure when or if. Lyle gets lots of time off, but I only have 9 days (out of ten) left this year. I have five allotted to a Canada trip, but I just don't know...the Money and all.
I joined this Yahoo group called Alt_Flylady, because the flylady groups I have looked at around here seem to be all bible thumpers. I am going to try it. After what Rolana said about the emails, I signed up to have them delivered to me as one daily digest, so that I get them all at once, and zip past the ones I don't care about. Right now all I read are the flylady musings and the success stories. I started two weeks ago but didn't want to say so in case I failed. One of the ladies in the alt_flylady group said she writes her morning and evening routines on the fridge door with a Wipe off marker, so it is easier for her to remember that trying to find her control journal and actually open it. Lyle used to write me love notes on the bathroom mirror when we first got together, so this won't freak him out too badly. I have to try this, because all weekend my new control journal was on the move...
My daytimer (aka the Log), home from work (I'm fairly organized at work, just not at home) joined it on friday night on my night table. Saturday morning, it was opened and spread across the newly made bed in piles for organization - abandoned, it was later heaped onto the sewing basket by Lyle in search of napping space. At dinnertime, it was spread across the floor in a frenzied search for the recipe for the new menu planning ahead thing (Never did find it, I winged it, thinking - what could be so hard about wilted spinach and chicken salad? - Lyle actually gagged. LOL). On Saturday night I rescued it and took it to the living room, where it resided on the coffee table, causing tremendous guilt all evening. On Sunday morning, after ignoring the bedtime routine (except for deciding to wear the crumpled work jeans on the floor to hook up the surround sound in the attic the next day) I grimly went forth to open the book - I unpiled the Log off the top (after removing six naked barbies from their latest home) and then remembered I needed tea. This led to getting the paper to read with the tea, which led to clipping the day's coupons, which led to starting a roast in the crockpot....Sidetracked Home Executive! But we have an excuse, Mom taught us this from the time we were kids. So - I never did open it. It is still on the coffee table. The Log said a happy goodbye and came to work with me today. I do a lot of work on Monday mornings just to avoid carrying notes from last week's Log into this week.
I have made another couple cool changes too - I have a pretty paper bag with handles in the laundry room that says "socks with no friends" for all the lonely little guys. Theoretically I will throw them out in a boogie. I can't stand the thought of chucking them and then finding their mate/friend/child socky - and I will be the one responsible for their loneliness forever. I did my first 27 fling boogie on Saturday - it was pretty painless because I had five old phone books and some old magazines of Lyle's. Later, when I told him, he said if he didn't know he didn't care. :) I told him the reverse does NOT also apply.
The lightbulb in the fridge blew on Saturday - in the past, replacing it would have taken months. I removed it, added the brand name to the "home Depot" list on the fridge (as important in our house as the grocery list) and know I will buy one on Wednesday on my bi-weekly hardware shopping trip. It feels good to be a little in control, anyways. And Lyle is CEO of dishes. When I get up to check the laundry, he gets up to check the dishes. Although I have to do all the meal planning and cooking, he cleans the kitchen afterwards. I refuse to remind him, but all I have to do is make a point of folding his socks in front of him (Something I heretofore have refused to do) and he gets the message. Now I have to figure out a way to get him to wash the table and counters.
I have to go finish my Log and weekly plan - wish me luck!
Ande
Sunday, February 23, 2003
Alexander is 11 months today I can not believe that in one month he will be a year where did the time go?! Just dropped in to say hello I am trying to put Alex down for a nap and he is not cooperating hopefully that will mean he will go to bed early tonight. Got some pictures developed I will try to get a photo page for you guys to see them at I also have to get Mike to take the red eye out of them about 85% of the pics have it.
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