Sunday, August 3, 2008

"Stuff" Bulimic

Okay, so I’m reading “Inspiration” by Wayne Dyer. I’ve only read a few pages and I got inspired to clean my basement like a crack whore. A. was making dinner tonight and watching all the kids. So I went to the basement to do laundry and didn’t return for half and hour (what a good wife!).

I’m inspired to clear out all the crap we don’t ever use or even touch. A few months ago I picked up a Little Tykes kitchen from next to a Dumpster and I want to make a teensy play area in our unfinished weensy basement.

Here are some examples of what I’m going through:

-- Holiday items. Would Christmas be Christmas without so much STUFF? Are you kidding me?! It would be AWESOME! It would so much more stress-free! A tree and a few ornaments is all I need. And folks, forget about a Christmas letter this year. You’re reading it. The blog is more up-to-date and more “real.” You get the straight poop on our lives, not just the happy little highlights!
-- How many colors of white paint exist? I think we own them all. Not sure what can goes to what trim or wall, but we’re prepared. Can’t get A. to part with them. Grrrr.
-- Kid stuff. A booster chair for when kids outgrow the high chair, a walker thing to walk behind to help teach them to walk, a donated carseat for when Eva gets bigger, a tiny bouncy seat for our potential next baby (don’t freak out if you just read that, Mom!), a hamster cage and wooden maze A. built for our dead AND for our possible future hamster.

If all that made sense to you, you have a bigger problem than I do.

Sorry, I know this is supposed to be a blog about Attachment Parenting and homeschooling, etc., but I had to get all this off my ample chest.