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Despite needing diapers, food, various sundry items for the arrival of baby #3, baby wipes, and more diapers, I did not completely blow $150 worth of Target gift cards we received at Christmas and had been saving on two quilts for the boys' beds, now that we've moved them into the same bedroom upstairs. And I do not consider this even the least bit foolish, even given the fact that we currently still do not even have a twin mattress for Cam's bed, and he is sleeping on a crib mattress on the floor.
Thursday, I did not remove an old, tattered quilt that has been tacked up with ugly metal push pins on the massive floor-to-ceiling, three-paned window in our living room since December. And surely, the reason it was there in the first place was not because I got sick of our neighbors being able to see every blessed thing that goes on in living room at night, or because in the wintertime there is a noticeable (read: 15 degree!) difference between our duplex's upstairs and downstairs and I got tired of keeping the wool socks and multiple layers of clothing for everyone downstairs in my stairwell, or because we have been wholly unmotivated and devoid of funds to tackle the project. Aaaand....prior to December, the window surely had not been sitting uncovered since the previous May, when our boys and babysitter's kids pulled the entire window treatment out of the wall, mollies and all. Nope, not in my house! Home improvement projects are taken care of pronto, zippity-zip around here.
My children did not request, and receive, yogurt, cereal, and fruit for dinner three times this week. We've discussed this before (and will again, no doubt). I vary my kids' meals and make sure they are always balanced. Dinners, in particular, are consistently planned, prepared, and ready well ahead of time, especially on nights when Kyler has middle school youth group, high school youth group, college ministry group, or other events, and isn't home until long past dinner. (And those nights, of course, I set aside perfect portions of the aforementioned planned meals in a covered and microwaveable dish, ready for him....errrr....me to heat for him when he gets home past midnight.) Yep, I'm just that good.
And...I finally mopped the kitchen floor this week! Please keep in mind, I am the ultimate homemaker, keeping all areas spotless at all times. My motivation for finally crossing the mopping off my list had absolutely not a thing to do with the massive bottle of bubbles I clumsily knocked onto the kitchen floor, during lunchtime, breaking the cap and spilling them everywhere. I did not think to myself, "well, I guess now that it's all soapy anyway..."
Thursday, I did not remove an old, tattered quilt that has been tacked up with ugly metal push pins on the massive floor-to-ceiling, three-paned window in our living room since December. And surely, the reason it was there in the first place was not because I got sick of our neighbors being able to see every blessed thing that goes on in living room at night, or because in the wintertime there is a noticeable (read: 15 degree!) difference between our duplex's upstairs and downstairs and I got tired of keeping the wool socks and multiple layers of clothing for everyone downstairs in my stairwell, or because we have been wholly unmotivated and devoid of funds to tackle the project. Aaaand....prior to December, the window surely had not been sitting uncovered since the previous May, when our boys and babysitter's kids pulled the entire window treatment out of the wall, mollies and all. Nope, not in my house! Home improvement projects are taken care of pronto, zippity-zip around here.
My children did not request, and receive, yogurt, cereal, and fruit for dinner three times this week. We've discussed this before (and will again, no doubt). I vary my kids' meals and make sure they are always balanced. Dinners, in particular, are consistently planned, prepared, and ready well ahead of time, especially on nights when Kyler has middle school youth group, high school youth group, college ministry group, or other events, and isn't home until long past dinner. (And those nights, of course, I set aside perfect portions of the aforementioned planned meals in a covered and microwaveable dish, ready for him....errrr....me to heat for him when he gets home past midnight.) Yep, I'm just that good.
And...I finally mopped the kitchen floor this week! Please keep in mind, I am the ultimate homemaker, keeping all areas spotless at all times. My motivation for finally crossing the mopping off my list had absolutely not a thing to do with the massive bottle of bubbles I clumsily knocked onto the kitchen floor, during lunchtime, breaking the cap and spilling them everywhere. I did not think to myself, "well, I guess now that it's all soapy anyway..."
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"Not Me!" Monday is an incredibly fun, blogging carnival started by MckMama on her blog, my charming kids. Basically, it's where we all can be brutally honest about the ridiculous things that will inevitably happen in everyday life.
Follow this link to her blog, where you can read hundreds more fun stories about all of the things that she and everyone else didn't do this week. And, if you decide to join in the fun, be sure to leave me a comment so I can read about all of the things you didn't do this week!
2 comments:
i love the bubbles kitchen floor :) Hey, at least mopping the floor probably looked like Cinderella cleaning then!!
I posted my VERY FIRST "Not Me" Monday! :)
Lindsay
Oh, mopping. Why do we have to do it? It's almost as bad as vacuuming. No, scratch that, I'd rather vacuum.
My Not Me! Monday
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