I am one of the those people that likes to put down roots. I don’t like change and I don’t like surprises. I like to be prepared for the future. We’ve been in Austin for 3.5 years, and I know that change is coming eventually. When we left school in Utah, we agreed that we… Read More Putting Down Roots
Hand me downs are a MAJOR disappointment. Before you think I’m fancy, let me elaborate. I grew up with hand me downs, some of my favorite clothes were handed down from friends and neighbors. My favorite pair of shorts in middle school was bright yellow with citrus fruits (it was the late 90’s)… they were… Read More Hand Me Downs Are a MAJOR Disappointment!
I want people to have the impression that I have my life (mostly) together. Actually, scratch that, I actually want to have my life together. … Read More Embracing the “Authentic” You
I find myself looking for little things I can control, things like how clean the kitchen floor is. I use these little things as a way to make up for the control I don’t have over other areas of my life… like how long it takes to leave the house. … Read More Cleaning for Control
I asked Mr. Spreadsheets if he thought it would be cool if we picked a random city in the US, packed up our kids and moved there. He looked at me like I’d lost my mind.
When I think back on that summer it seems both like a lifetime ago and like it happened just yesterday. When did I get so old?… Read More Has it been 13 years already?
This has been a long week… like a really really long week. I sent Mr. Spreadsheets this text on Thursday. And yes, I realize I was whining, complaining, and displaying a general dissatisfaction with life.
I always struggle when people “parent” my kids in front of me. There is a very short list of people who are allowed to make parenting suggestions. These people tend to have young children, they understand that parenting is hard, that sometimes kids make the decision to be little demons, or that acting like a… Read More “Helpful” Parenting Advice: Red Flag That I’m Failing
School ends in less than a day. I know I should be thrilled, but I feel like I imagine someone would if they were about to fall into a deep hole with no end in sight. I know, I know, I’m dramatic, summer is awesome…. blah blah blah. Summer sucks ok.
Cultivating Chaos 