lulufit's Journal

big pile of dirt

Nov 11 2009 18:36

Today was a pretty good day. I straightened up the house, well, the first floor anyway. I made the kids help in the basement. I don't really know if they cleaned down there or not but they were down there for awhile. Plus, I just stuck the dirty clothes basket from their rooms into the washer so if I actually fold it tonight I'll be caught up with their laundry. My laundry is another story. It feels good to look around and see just a little bit of clutter. Well, a little for us anyways.

I need to wash the kitchen floor but we have a big pile of dirt sitting at the end of our driveway. What does one have to do with the other? Good question. Let me explain it in one word: kids. From the second that dirt was delivered (we need to fix the huge sink hole in our front yard) a couple of dump trucks, little shovels, buckets, toy snakes, lizards, frogs, My Little Ponies and dirty socks instantaneously appeared on top of it. I have swept my floor about three million times since saturday morning. I'm just not going to bother washing it until this weekend when my husband can finish up with the hole and use up all the dirt.

On another note, I am afraid that I am not losing weight this week. I keep stepping on the scale and not seeing it move. Worse yet, it looks like it might have moved one or two notched in the WRONG direction. Sucks because I am working out more. Maybe I need to eat a little more. We'll see. I know that I am fifteen pounds closer to my goal, but it just sucks that it has to take so long. I just keep telling myself that by my birthday in July I should be somewhat near my goal. That would mean that I need to lose thirty more pounds in the next eight months. I hope I can do it.

stuck on

Nov 10 2009 13:40

I really wish I had a rubber room in which to stick the kids. They could bounce of the walls and have a good time. It would be sound proof, of course, so I wouldn't have to listen to any whining, complaining, fighting, nagging, etc. It would be great exercise for them and good quiet time for me.

Today must be the day to say, "Mama, Mama, Mama, Mama, Mama, Mama, Mama"........ and also to fight, bother your brother/sister, be loud, run around lik crazy, and to pick your nose.

My last complaint for today is this: Somewhere in this house, most likely at the bottom of the toy chest in our family room is a musical toy that is stuck ON.

good results

Nov 06 2009 08:55

The teacher parent conference went well for my son last night. She said everything I was expecting including these words.....shy, introvert, sweet, mature, holds back, very bright, happy, participates, ahead, and fine. All good things. My concern is how the teacher must spend so much time dealing with the, shall we say, "loud" kids who commandeer all of the attention with misbehaving which results in the well behaved, shy and quiet kids getting overlooked and ignored. I am afraid that in life, this is how its always been, and this is how it always will be. However, Kindergarten isn't "life" yet. Its freaking kindergarten. I don't care if the class has 14 boys and 9 girls and only one teacher. I don't care if about five of the boys are "loud" boys. Don't you EVER overlook my son because he is quiet and well behaved. Ok. Just had to say it. Just had to stand up for the all the quiet kids out there. I feel better now.

got lost

Nov 05 2009 10:19

We missed the twins field trip to a grocery store this morning. Why? Because I am directionally challenged. I couldn't freaking find it. I had driving directions from mapquest and everything. The funny thing is that the roads weren't where they were supposed to be. I know I was close, but I kept getting turned around in one of those little town squares that have a circle and a bunch of one ways. I called my husband and he said I should stop and ask directions. Good idea, but by the time I got turned around and back into the town I was supposed to be in (apparently I was already half way back home on a different road) I figured the tour would be almost over. So I got the kids a donut and took them to Nana's house to color for awhile. They don't seem to mind missing it. I feel bad, though. We really need to get our GPS fixed so I don't try to go to somebody's house and somehow end up in Afghanistan.

wrong side of the crib

Nov 04 2009 07:38

The baby woke up on the wroooooong side of the crib, that is for sure. When I had her in her high chair this morning for breakfast, nothing was going to make her happy. She'd point and grunt at something. I'd hand it to her. As soon as she saw me handing it to her she'd put her hands over her eyes, hunch up and cry hysterically like I was purposly handing her the wrong thing or something. Then she'd point and grunt again, same story. I will be so glad when she finally starts to talk. This neanderthal stage is a tough one.

Finally I had to put her in the living room on the floor and leave her there. She is just laying there having a tantrum. Every once in awhile she stops to peek over and see if I am paying attention. I blame the time change. It always throws us off for a good week or two. Poor kid. Methinks it is going to be a long day!

My weigh in is this morning. With the last two weeks that I've had and TTOM, I will be glad if I just don't gain. Cross your fingers for me!

UPDATE**** Down to 170.2! Almost in the 160's. yeah me!

Clutter....some day I shall conquer you.

Nov 03 2009 09:11

I have mentioned in earlier entries about the time when my mother in law asked me when I wanted her to bring over the boxes of old clothes that she had kept for my husband from the late 70's early 80's. And yes, she was serious. I told her to take it straight to the goodwill. I'm sure the boxes are still sitting in her basement. Which leads me to today.....trying to declutter my house. This is a hard task indeed when living with a packrat who was raised by the biggest baddest toughest pack rat of the West, my MIL.

I have to get rid of stuff when he isn't home or he'll go through the bags and take stuff back out. I don't know why he feels the need to hold on to certain things. I mean, who really needs an old broken toy that they never really played with anyway just because somebody in particular bought it for them? I understand, in a way, wanting to keep sentimental things. For example, our storage room has several super large gift bags stuffed full of the kids artwork that I just haven't had time to go through and sort into individual keeper bins yet. So I do understand.

It just isn't a helpful thing when you want to hold on to all the receipts in a pile, or coupons, or old mail, or credit card offers until you "have time" to go through them all. Lets just face it. He's not going to get the time. It just makes it harder for me to clean around. And it makes me crazy too. I would much rather live my life in a state of controlled clutter (because lets just face it, we are caring parents who love to spend time with our 4 little kids so there is always going to be some clutter) instead of in a state of crazy clutter. That just doesn't work for me. It builds up the stress until I literally go crazy and end up yelling all day long and stuffing my face with any chocolate that I can find, even if its some old M&Ms that I've found in the back of the cupboard.

Who can relax in a constant state of crazy clutter? It sucks. I'm working on it today instead of the treadmill. I am going to get the whole house cleaned and organized. I will not stop until I am done. Well, I will not stop until I have to go get N from the bus. And then make lunch. Then put the baby to bed. Then make my own lunch. Then get the kids a snack. Then get the baby up from nap. Then reclean what I've already picked up. Then try to keep the kids busy with art projects, only to realize that I have to spend the time to do the art projects with the kids, and then put away double the art stuff that I got out in the first place.................yep, won't stop till this house is clean! Clutter.....some day I shall conquer you.

busy busy busy

Nov 02 2009 11:29

Busy busy busy day today. Got oldest off to kindergarten, then I dropped the baby off at my mom's and visited for awhile. Now the twins and I are just waiting to pick up my oldest from the bus stop again. Then we'll take the twins to their doctors appointment for their four year old visits. That is why the baby is at my moms. I don't want to bring her into the germ infested doctors office if I don't have to! After the doctor we'll get a late lunch early dinner at......wait for it..........McDonald's!!!! *gasp, gasp, clutch heart, point fingers, stare aghast* And yes, I think I am going tget a quarter pounder with cheese only. My weigh in for Wednesday is going to suck anyway because of TTOM and Halloween and I really really really want one. So after a quick trip thru the drive thru we've got to pick up the baby and then get the three oldest to tae kwon do. And my husband is working late tonight. Really late. Server issues :( And thats all she wrote.

silly worries

Oct 30 2009 08:20

I know that everyone has anxiety about something or other. Sometimes it happens to be something that really deserves a little worry, or sometimes it may be about something silly, such as what I have been worried about for the past few days. My oldest son's Halloween party is this morning. Because of budget issues, they had closed down all the local elementary schools and grouped several districts together. My son has to take two different busses to go to school in a different city. Thats not the issue, just a little background. Anyway, I have only been to his school once or twice at the beginning of the year. My worries are: 1. Can I remember how to get there? and 2. (what I am worried about the most) Will there be a place for me to park? What if there isn't? Where am I supposed to go? The parking lot is tiny and it is in the middle of town square so there are no spots to park anyway. Which leads my to 3. Bring in all the parents for all the different classes and there you go......Crowds *shudders* (which I hate) and no place to park. I don't know why I worry about it, I don't have a problem walking at all.

I know that these are silly things to worry about. Nevertheless, worry I shall. I had bad dreams last night about having to park far away and walk and walk. I kept getting lost on the way and missed the party because I couldn't find the building. It was pretty terrible the amount of stress I was feeling.

I always worry about driving places to which I am unfamiliar. Will I ever actually get there? Will I get lost? And I always worry about parking. Not sure why. Just one of those weird silly things to worry about I guess. I'll let you know how it turns out!

*edit* the twins need to be at their tumbling class, which today is also a Halloween party (yes, another one!!) at the same time I have to be at my sons school halloween party. Luckily my husband was able to stay home this morning to take somebody. Of course, there was a huge fight over who papa was going to go with. Nobody wanted me. I just remind myself that that's just the way it goes for a SAHM. We're around all the time so nobody "cares". I put that in quotes because I know that they really do care...but you knew what I meant!

Halloween Shmalloween

Oct 29 2009 11:37

My kids have brought sooooo much candy home from their little halloween party at school. Twenty kids in the class equals a small grocery bag FULL of candy. I forgot to bring stuff to hand out, but you'd never know it. We're talking not just handing out one piece of candy here. All the mom's must have gotten together to have a craft party and make goodie bags which were stuffed full of candy. So one treat bag probably equaled at least ten pieces of candy. Mulitiply that by nineteen (minus me) then times two for twins. My oldest son isn't home yet but he's going to be so jealous when he gets home. He gets very angry when he doesn't get what everyone else gets. I know its a life lesson, but still its hard when you're 5!

Let me tell you, it is sure hard to resist some of the candy. I keep thinking, "What's wrong with a little peanut butter cup here and there?" but that turns into a peanut butter cup, a snickers bar, a three musketeers, rice krisipie treats, milky way and who knows what else! That is way more than 40 minutes on the treadmill worth of stuff. I hope I can resist. MUST BE STRONG.......what is that noise.......listens hard to hear "lulu, lulu, come and eat me, you know you want to! Do it! Eaaaaaat Meeeeee!"

that's my goal

Oct 28 2009 11:33

I have to skip the treadmill today. Unfortunately, it becomes a choice between doing the treadmill or cleaning. I've been choosing the treadmill. I try to pick stuff up in between the chaos while the kids are home and then again when the baby is napping. Sometimes I just don't get to it, other times I am just exhausted and I want to lay down on the couch while the baby is in her crib for an hour. And, other times, I do pick stuff up only to look behind me and see that everything I have done is undone or looks even worse. I am getting very behind in the cleaning department, that is for sure. It doesn't take much to make my house look like I haven't cleaned it in about ten years!

The kids are going over to my moms house for a few hours this afternoon, and then we'll be heading out to a little halloween party at my grandma's assisted living place. I've been cleaning while the twins were in preschool this morning. While I was working in the kitchen (the counter was as far as I got) the baby was busy behind the counter painting the floor and the sliding glass door with water from the dogs bowl. At least she was quiet while I was trying to tackle the counter. Guess that is worth having to clean up an additional mess! While the kids are at nana's this afternoon I'll be cleaning and cleaning and cleaning. And cleaning some more. I know that by tomorrow afternoon I will be looking at the same mess that I am looking at now, but I will be able to take comfort in the fact that at least for one evening, the house was relatively clean. That's my goal, anyway. It will be nice to have a few hours to myself!