Scatterbrain

I feel like this describes me perfectly right now. My brain is most definitely scattered. I am not in blogging mode, but I have many memories to document, and that adds to my scattered-ness. So, knowing that I have events to document it would make perfect sense that I would blog about something other than family memories, right? That seems about par for the course for me lately. Maybe blogging about randomness will help me to find some focus. Here's what's been on my mind lately (in no particular order):

- Our house is officially on the market. I have no idea where we'll end up. We just felt (strongly) that it was time. We love our home. It has been the perfect place for our family. We have outgrown the house and it's time to find the next perfect place for our family.

-I am more of a perfectionist than anyone would guess (including me). I think that sometimes I'm guilty of the mentality that if I can't get something done perfectly it's not worth doing at all (I know it sounds weird).

-Getting our house ready to sell has kicked my fanny. It has been a lot of work, but very rewarding. I really am capable of making it look awesome, I just haven't done it consistently (see above). The problem is, the more I clean and paint, the more I see that needs to be cleaned and painted. If it takes a long time to sell, then at least we can enjoy it in its current state until it's time to go.

-I like people. A lot. I can't imagine a life of solitude, but I think some solitude is necessary to find out who we really are. I found myself in Belgium. It was only a summer, but it was a summer filled with self discovery.

-I am learning a little too late that caring for my family provides me with plenty of opportunities to stay busy. I definitely over-committed my time this school year and recently had to bow out of my Treasurer duties (even though I haven't officially passed the baton yet). One phrase that I learned a year or so ago that I am trying harder to remember is: "When you say 'yes' to something you say 'no' to something else." My family needs me to say 'no' to the extras and 'yes' to them much more often.

-I love to dance. Once the boys' friend was over and saw me jamming to the Disney "Move It" CD. He said, "Your mom is crazy". I wasn't offended at all. Secretly I think he meant "cool" instead of crazy.

-I miss working out. I am anxious to feel on top of my life mentally so that I can take better care of myself physically. I know that working out would actually aid in feeling on top of my life mentally, but I have some weird hang up about it for some reason. I'll get there. I did do Jillian Michael's 30 Day Shred for two days in a row. I highly recommend it.

-I have really vivid dreams and sometimes I wish I didn't. One of the strangest dreams I've ever had was that I was a donkey. I was walking up a hill with my donkey friends and suddenly my teeth stuck together. When I tried to pull them apart they all shattered in my mouth. It was disturbing to me so the next morning I did some research on a dream interpretation website. It turns out that dreams about teeth have to do with stubbornness. (Weird that I was also a donkey. I must have felt VERY stubborn about something.) A dream analyst would have a hay day with me.

-If you would have been at my house yesterday between the hours of 1 and 3pm you would have laughed at me. I got a call from our realtor that someone wanted to see the house sometime between 3 and 4. I didn't think we would have any interest since we didn't have pictures up on the MLS yet, so I thought I had a day or two more to get it looking spiffy. I got off the phone and screamed. I was surprised and excited, but also filled with panic--knowing there were areas that were definitely not ready to show. I felt like a chicken with its head cut off. I had absolutely no focus and didn't know where to begin. I called Kellie to tell her the news. She didn't even wait for an invitation. She just showed up and started clearing and cleaning. Sunny also showed up to clean bathrooms and do some finishing touches while Kellie took my sad baby and loved him so I could continue in my frenzied state. They saved my life. When it was time to leave my face was red and I was exhausted. I don't think I've ever accomplished that much in such a short time. It felt like someone pushed the fast forward button on a remote that controlled me. I felt like I was on an episode of "I Love Lucy".

-I just cried as I re-read that last paragraph. I have some pretty amazing friends. I will miss all of them terribly when it's time to leave. I know we're not going to be far away (I don't know where we'll end up, but it can't be too far), but I know that where I live I would have several friends show up if I sent out a call for help. I've seen it and experienced time and time again in this neighborhood. It's scary, yet exciting, to think about starting over.

-Folding laundry is one of my talents. I actually enjoy it, too. I think it's therapeutic...until I get behind. Then it's a chore again. Right now it's a BIG chore. I kind of neglected the regular day to day chores while I was working on projects and now it's a tad out of hand. I have been chipping away at it, and it's a little less daunting, but I need to get back to my one load a day.

-I love my husband. His calm balances my spazzy. His realistic side balances my incessant "what if..." speculations. He is just a good guy.

That's all for now. I think that helped.