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On Not Renovating The House

  • Posted on October 24, 2011 at 8:00 am

My priorities have changed. I no longer have to spin my wheels, trying to decide mowing or laundry. Gutters or dishes. Reflooring or toilet scrubbing. How do I afford the desperately-needed kitchen makeover, do I powerwash the outside or replace the siding,

We have to move in the next year: There is a charming beltway project coming through. Although my property is not directly in the path of said beltway, it is inherently impossible for me to continue my quiet and private pseudo-country lifestyle.

Highways are noisy, after all.

And no, I really don’t have a choice in the matter. There won’t be a way for me to access the main road.

ANYways.

Now instead of (not) talking about maintenance and upkeep, I get to talk about decluttering and what goes in storage and shopping for a new house.

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Emily 4.0

  • Posted on June 19, 2010 at 3:09 pm

I’m 40 today.

It’s weird.

Foooooorty.

I don’t feel “old” y’all.

Really.

I’ve spent the day doing the usual stuff: listening to the boys try to beat the snot out of each other, laundry, eating, and running my mouth. And chasing the dog.

Initial plans for a good old-fashioned Birthday Spanking have fallen through, so I’m not sure WHAT’S going to happen later.

And I’m OK with that.

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Another Friday

  • Posted on September 12, 2008 at 11:08 am

I’m at home with my SPD kid today. He’s getting big-kid molars and that has wreaked havoc on his digestive system. Which of course, means that he’s completely forsaken pants and needs a shower every 20-30 minutes or so.

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My Notes From The Universe for today says:

Emily… you’re not using all of your angels. What’s up with that?
Use all of your angels. Run faster, jump higher, get more.
Call, ask, give thanks.

Dear Universe, the children and I need a place to live that’s close enough for me to keep an eye on my folks (since we know my brother isn’t going to, lawdblesshisheart). This house needs to be in the same school districts we’re already in, it needs to have a big enough yard for the kids to play in, and be far enough away from my neighbors so they don’t flip my paranoia.

Dear Universe, the children and I could most definitely appreciate the company of The Right Man in our lives. This “all mommy all the time” stuff is gettin’ old. I wouldn’t think you’d need a shopping list of criteria (I mean…you ARE teh Universe after all, right? you *know* what we need) so I’ll leave that part up to you.

Thank you oodles and skoodles!

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I think I’ve finally hit my stride in school. Classes are going well, I’ve changed my work schedule to better allow me to do homework. (Oh, and Universe? if Teh Right Man is doing well enough for me to quit my job and concentrate JUST on kids and school that would be fanfreakin’tastic.) Digging myself out from under the massive pile of clean laundry waiting to be folded might just take a while though.

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Okay, time to get back to work. Y’all have a good day and love each other.

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The Abundance Concept, personalized

  • Posted on June 20, 2008 at 2:33 pm

When I first read MMND’s post about abundance I felt a ring of WOOHOO! through my soul. The original post had her spending a dollar amount (that multiplies exponentially until by day 30 we’re spending 50 *billion*) and combining her spree with gratitude for three things.

And then she kicked it up a notch by adding in a third element a few days later: how she could generate that amount of money in order to make her “wished for” thing happen.

My jaw dropped.

The first thing that came to mind was the message boards that I no longer participate in; the ones where oneupmanship was de rigeur. A mama would post that she’d given birth in a hospital without drugs; another piped up that she’d delivered in the ER; #3 birthed in the parking lot…all the way down to the ultimate Hippier-Than-Thou mama who squatted down in the backyard and delivered, then went back to hanging up the laundry before chopping firewood for her cookstove.

Then I thought of Y’s post about seeking her own relationship with God – where she says

I need to know that there is a higher purpose in life because there are days where I think “Is this all there is?”

The whole point of the exercise is to enjoy the abundance of the universe, why in the world would you want to limit that abundance by adding a “ways I can make it happen” element?

For me, that isn’t an option. In order to receive my abundance, the “I” has to be removed. Otherwise you’ll find me curled up in a chair sucking my thumb and saying “can’t do that. can’t.”

And now, without further ado, my $12,800 will be spent on a new car and insurance for my daughter.

I’m participating in The Millionaire Mommy Next Door’s abundant life spending spree

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And by exploding? I mean

  • Posted on April 29, 2008 at 4:32 pm

We need to move I can’t find a house I can afford we need a new sitter if the boys are in school I’ll never see them unless I change jobs but I can’t change jobs without affecting my school schedule and I CAN’T do that because I’ll be a junior and so.close. to completing my degree and the laundry needs folding and the closet needs to be rotated and the boys need summer clothes and my daughter needs a car and wants a job and my insurance is income-based so if I make more money I’ll lose that insurance and jobs that pay well enough to have GOOD insurance coverage won’t generally let you take two days off to attend classes and do homework and I need new clothes and shoes for work but if I’m changing jobs then I won’t NEED clothes like that anymore and holyshit my DAUGHTER wants a JOB which is a good thing because I’ll know she’s at work and not off getting “into trouble” (she’s a good kid but she’s fifteen and OMG!) and I want to go home and cook but I have class in an hour and I want to grill a steak and some asparagus and be able to sit down. And eat.

Amen.

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Lessons learned this week:

  • Posted on March 7, 2008 at 1:50 pm

I have some truly generous people in my life. Thank you so much. You know who you are.

Closing your eyes for a 15 minute powernap is preferable to sitting in an overly warm classroom, letting sleepy stupidity fall from your lips. (Yes, I really did read the same thing you did. Hush.)

Vomiting on the first date makes a distinct impression. I don’t advise it, truly.

I love taking pictures. Love love love. Downloading, editing, and then uploading? Not so much.

Going back through your archives to tag them will do two distinct things: If it was an emotional post, expect the scab to get ripped off. Otherwise, be prepared to confront the fact that some posts WILL annoy you with incomplete thoughts, incoherent ramblings, and make you want to rewrite/revisit the issue.

No matter how much you swear “never again”, you’ll keep getting sucked back into it. It doesn’t matter what “it” is.

There is no escape from laundry. Taking a sick day (see #3) will only result in your being overwhelmed in another day or two. (Okay, so I already knew this one. It clobbered me again though.)

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