I get excited about things. I go all in. But, with a few exceptions, I feel like I’m really not a finisher. I plan and plot and make the first few moves, but in general I feel like my follow through is lacking. I have started and not finished so many things that one of [...]
I originally posted this in October 2009 when OBoy was 4 months old – about the age that OBrother is now. Rereading it last night was exactly the reminder I needed. For them, then. :: :: :: :: :: :: Holy matrimonial week from Hades. Having a baby is hard on a marriage, there’s no [...]
When my stress level rises my coping mechanisms come out and my defense shields go up. I think that’s true of most of us. But a funny thing happens when I am coping, defending, surviving – it becomes all about me. My burden. My worries. My what-ifs. These stressors, though, (the house project of the [...]
My laundry hamper, as we speak: Like how I put the lid on top still, for effect? You should know that I hate, nay… loath… nay! abhor laundry. I am able to keep up on the cloth diaper laundry because, well, if I didn’t we would be in kind of a dire situation. So really [...]
