Clutter

"When I cannot bear outer pressures anymore, I begin to put in order my belongings. As if unable to organize and control my life, I seek to exert this on the world of objects." - Anais Nin, The Diary Of Anais Nin

Drowning in a sea of clutter. Overstatement yes, but that is how I feel. Summer time has begun and out pops the "to do" lists. Things I want to accomplish, things I want to learn, things to get rid off, and things to be organized.

Things, Things, Things!!!!

Feeling overwhelmed, YES!
I feel like all these things are strangling me. Top priority is cleaning out my house and learning to live the life of a neat freak. I have such bad messy habits. Toss a sweater here, clunk a shoe here, and pat rack things everywhere.

Sometimes its like I have been awakened from a trance. I sap out of it to discover my house and various areas have been discombobulated with collected items. I always think to myself, how does get this way? I will make this place spotless only to find a month later it has been over taken by new clutter. This process is exhausting.

Maybe the problem deals with laziness. Using the constant phrase of I will take care of it tomorrow or its not that bad.... Then its too late, it has gotten out of hand. I guess I am used to living alone and nobody had to deal with these issues except for me. Now that I have my significant other living in my castle, I can no longer get by with my misdeeds of patrackery... Did I say I also like to make up words as well.

Either way I never stated to be perfect, I am a work in progress.
I will try to be neater, cleaner, and more organized. I said try....

Until then it’s a day-by-day process.... Each day at a time....

Free Willy

It has been brought to my attention that whales kept in captivity live shorter lives. What? How can this be true.... Our Sea World preforming friends dancing, splashing, and waving for our amusement live shorter lives? I was shocked to hear that our beach ball jumping friend Shamu is one step away from sticking his fin into a watery grave. I would hate to be the person responsible for disposing of our ginormous pal. Do they give Shamu the honor of being buried at sea or does someone have to sacrifice their swimming pool for the future resting place of the great sea beast. They probably just chop him up to become tomorrows chum to feed the rest of the imprisoned park creatures. One day you receive cheers from the crowd and the next day your shark bait. They wonder why our orca friends decide to munch on a trainer versus going through hoops and splashing children with wale pee. The next time you choose to visit the water park I hope will remember Shamu was once a free swimming fool in vast wide open oceans. Now he turns tricks for the hopes of fish from a bucket. All I can say is FREE WILLY!!!!

Girl Scouts Of Doom

They are coming.......

Lock all the your windows and your doors. Beware the small merit badge sashed children, toting their confectionary boxes of doom. Year after year they flock in hoards to snare unsuspecting victims in their sugary clutches. Taking over like a plague they come to destroy our incomes, sanity, and waistlines. Do not be deceived by their masks of cuteness. They have been expertly trained to launch a full assault in a neighborhood near you. No longer are our gas stations, super markets, doctor offices, and schools are safe from their devious ways. They have come to deliver pure evil covered in chocolate, peanut butter, and coconut... Let us not forget the great thin mint massacre of 2009. Take appropriate action and make sure you have plotted your exit strategy well, for they are not easy to detour. You have been warned!

Where have I been???

Where have you been?

It seems as if I have fallen off the face of the earth. I cannot believe it has been ages since I last blogged about anything...

Holidays have come and gone. Now a new year is upon us, so where do I begin? The same promises have been made. Work out, cook, craft, travel, design, write, and relax more. It seems easy right? There are so many paths I want to take on and explore. Where does all the time go in a day? By the time I get some things done, a new day has already started and I am back to square one. Welcome to the chaos I call my life.

Besides finding more time, my life seems to be on a journey of wanting to loose weight. I want to be sleek, slim, and of course happy with what I face in my mirror each day. Girls concentrate on their appearances. I am not sure why we are wired this way, but can be down right stressful. Then of course the stress makes us look old. What a vicious cycle! We women are crazy!!!

I am hoping 2011 will go more smoothly. With the new year I am trusting I will be able to fulfill more goals. If all else fails there is 2012, 2013, and 2014 right???

Keeping my fingers crossed!