I’ve covered this topic before. D.E.L.E.T.I.N.G.
It feels good to clean out. I admit, I don’t do it often enough. For some reason lately, I have been on a rampage to clear the clutter.
I’m not sure why. Perhaps it was the epiphany I had in the shower? (Ever notice how most epiphanies occur near water? E.g., in the shower, while washing dishes, in the bath, while scrubbing the floor, Christ’s baptism by John the Baptist in the season of Epiphany. Just saying.)
So, I went hog-wild and cleaned out my Inbox again. I got rid of emails that I have been saving since 2009 (and the odd straggler from 2007).
I didn’t just hit DELETE as I have done in the past (and then panicked later when I discovered that I had tossed an email that I actually still needed). Continue reading
It was barely a month ago that my family and I traveled to Cuba for a vacation.
This is what that looked like: Continue reading
Linking up with Lisa-Jo over on her site today.
The word is dance. The deal is to write for five minutes, without using the Backspace key, without worrying about spelling or grammar; no do-overs, editing or over thinking. Then link back to Lisa-Jo and invite others to join in. Oh, and you must visit the person who linked up before you and comment on their post! This is about community and connecting people! Let’s jump in!
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So I’m singing along with the kids to one of their CDs in the car this morning and the chorus of the song goes something like this: Continue reading
I’m cleaning out. And not just stuff like old clothes, shoes, junk, etc. I’m going to do it. I mean really DO IT. Continue reading
For about 18 months now I have been responsible for daycare/school drop-off and pick-up, dinner, evening routines, and most of the time baths and story time/bedtime.
I also work at the office and at home through the day and into the evening (sometimes into the night) while carrying out those responsibilities.
That all changed last week. Hubby changed jobs and is now home in the evenings.
This was what I wanted. Hubby home with me and the kids, participating in our family routine and being a part of us. This is great.
BUT… Continue reading
Or at least, that’s how it feels.
We did finally settle on one thing that has been plaguing us for about two years now. And to lift the shroud of secrecy under which the Decisions Series posts have been written, I’ll let you know exactly what we decided. Continue reading
That’s me crying behind a locked bathroom door. It was the kids who had boo boos. But I was the one crying. How does that work? Continue reading
Lately I’ve been feeling calmer. So have my kids. I don’t know what has come over me. I’ve read two parenting books, both fairly different in their philosophies.
But both books spoke to me and centered me. I am, rather suddenly, a more confident parent. Continue reading
I have finally found a way to get over my incessant need to fix every single letter that I write on pieces of paper.
Since grade one, I have engaged in an obsessive compulsive behaviour that has brought my mother down to the school on more than one occasion for a meeting with my teacher(s).
This behaviour has followed me into adulthood. (Although I kind of have control of it myself now. There’s no one standing over me with a ruler, demanding that I not give into my natural instincts.)
What is this natural instinct that has caused a lifetime of annoyance to me and those trying to instruct me, you may ask? Continue reading