The White House

The White House

Sunday, February 26, 2012

Keeping Busy

There are things growing in the plant room. You can check out my progress in photos here. Today I mixed up a little more potting soil and planted one flat, but really couldn’t get into it. There are so many other things bugging me it was hard to relax (you have to enjoy gardening to do it).


Look who has hair long enough for a pony! Still debating on whether or not I should trim the hair on top of her nose or wait until it grows down into a beard.

long enough for a pony

Sophie in the sun

So our electric bill finally dropped to $450 from $600. I’d like to think it is because I have been hang drying the clothes, but really one has to factor in the absence of Christmas lights. Also, I run around shutting everything off behind everyone obsessively. I’m really doubting the pain of hanging in the house is saving me much money compared to the trouble it is. And trust me….it’s a pain with seven of us. I did six loads today. Blah!

I also went hog wild purging. These 10 bags of out grown clothes and toys are headed to Grandma’s. She can keep, give away, have a garage sale or toss….but it will be out of my house. Maybe the day will come that I’ll wish we still had 10 back packs to go with the 8 duffle bags stored in the laundry room, but at this point in my life…I’m willing to take that chance and spare a few! :)


Maybe this is some oh-my-God-I’m-old–and-I’m-freaking-out-over-it, but I woke up fed up. (More fed up than usual).  I spent 12 years with my HEX living primitively with all my stuff packed in boxes. And now I’ve spent 8 years living primitively with all my stuff packed in boxes. *sigh* I have things I would like to use/do, but if I haven’t been able to for 20 years what is the point of keeping it any longer? In fact, some of it has been packed since I left home…so that’s been 27 years. It’s rather depressing…like this weight on my back I can’t shake. Maybe I’m selfish for wanting my home to be a bit nicer and more done, but it seems to me that is what most people wish for at some point in their lives.


Okay….that pity party is over. Feeling sorry for myself never changes anything so I just like to whine every few months and then I just accept that this is my life. What other choice do I have?

The little people are asleep, the boys in their rooms and Emily is still gone. I miss her so much. Homer is still working out-of-town, too. I’m feeling pretty energetic lately so I’ll be back to purging/packing tomorrow….although I have had a slight headache for the last couple of days. Sinus stuff.  Back to school tomorrow….and what did I say the other day…about Olivia being bright? The last couple of months she’s been difficult to get out the door in the morning. Tonight she threw a fit….tells me she hates school because it is boring. Great. Now what?

Okay…I’m outta here.


Lori Skoog said...

Gayle...I would trim the hair above puppy's nose. The groomer trims it off our dogs, and the rest just grows down. Then she will be able to see better. No dog show for us.

Are you now using inside stairs to go up and down?

I wish I could get the lead out and start filling up bags with things we don't use.

Arizaphale said...

I feel very happy for those people who have theor homes 'together' after many years of hard work but it sure ain't my 'lot'. I have had to start again more times than I care to remember and I wonder whether I'll ever have the home I dream of...oh well, at least we are safe, warm and dry eh?