How [not] to install a ceiling fan

Go to your Big Box Hardware store and wander around the ceiling fan displays. Make a mental note that there are different sizes of fans available and research is needed to determine if size matters.


Walk away. Go find the air filters that are ACTUALLY ON THE SHOPPING LIST.


Go back to the Big Box Hardware store and make a beeline for the ceiling fan displays. How long has it been? Any idea? Is the ceiling fan on the shopping list? Did you research what size fan you need in that room? What about installing the thing – did you research that OR talk to the electrician about installing it WHILE HE’S THERE NEXT WEEK?

No? GREAT! Now is a FANTASTIC TIME to buy it.

Text your friends, ask them “chrome / white / wood” without explanation. Chuckle when someone asks why and which adult store you’re at. Blow through that remaining one bar of battery on your phone trying to see what size fan you need for the room. Guess at the room dimensions.

Pick up the fan that seems to be the most popular according to inventory on the shelf. It’s going home with you, in white. Take it up front and pay for it. Then take it home and…

Put the box in the floor of the living room, inconveniently on the sofa.

Leave it there. It will mock you for at least a month from that position…

To Be Continued

Learning to Fly Again: The Updatening

It’s been WELL over 4 weeks since I started an adjusted version of The Fly Lady’s housecleaning routines.

For those unfamiliar with The Fly Lady (ARE there people unfamiliar with The Fly Lady??!!??), each section of the house is broken into zones, and you spend a week focusing on one zone. There is also a 15-minute intensive project each day in that zone.

The first week was (of course) GANGBUSTERS. I was stoked to Get This House Clean – and I slid in at zone 2 – the Kitchen. The boys helped here and there. It helped that since I JUST moved there was no decluttering to do – there is nothing in my house more than 6 months old (other than dried beans & pastas). It was easy to fit everything into my regular routine.

It helped, significantly, to have that 15 minutes of FOCUSED time on a specific part of the room. It helped a WHOLE LOT to have a “to do” list to check things off. I didn’t have to do a lot of personalization to that particular list to make it fit with what I have. I got my room freshened up, acceptably clean, and as comfy as it can be considering I still need to acquire some major furniture pieces.

I got a little OCD about setting a timer for 15 minutes and doing something for EXACTLY 15 minutes.

The second week was harder. The zone included rooms that have barely been touched since we moved in (and will continue to remain untouched until I get the rest of the house up to speed). It’s also at this point that I realized the “todo” part of the Cozi app has things like “polish furniture” (HAHAHAA) and “clean top of sewing machine”. CLEARLY I missed some things when I was customizing the schedule…

The third week was….PMS week. Bloated, uncomfy, unmotivated to do anything other than sit. I checked the boys out of school Thursday & went to the beach for the weekend – which torpedoed the rest of the calendar.

No big, we’ll just pick it up next week, right?



Nononononono. No.

No, because in the meantime I had an electrician install lights in my kitchen (and am now HORRIFIED by the state of the flooring), spent an entire weekend working on installing a ceiling fan in my living room, and continuing to get back on track with The Cooking Thing.

Back to the drawing board…

Cooksperimentation: waffled pizza

The original idea: cannot be found at this time. It was one of those “clickthrough” moments from my feed reader and I have NO idea where I originally found it. Basic idea: reheat your leftover pizza in the waffle iron.


The ingredients: leftover pizza (in this case, cheese pizza with no sauce), leftover spaghetti sauce, and the brick of mozz that really SHOULD be eaten, and soon.

The method: slice the mozz & put on the pizza with a  small spoonful of sauce. Then put on your waffle iron & wait on foodmagically magic to occur

The reality:


Wanna look again?


This is one of those “fail so good” things. The flavor was good, but the crust wasn’t fantastic. This “recipe” makes me want to go out and buy a new waffle maker? (This is a lie. I’ve wanted a new waffle maker for a while & can’t justify the extra expense when I rarely make waffles anyway). The fact that it makes me want to order a different pizza company’s greasy-thick deliciousness to see if I can improve? EVEN WORSE. I’m trying to wrap my brain around cooking at home more, not order out more!