Sweetest little tiling job you ever saw

After 4 weeks of trying our very best, this is what happened:

The floor was a little crooked, so we had to level it out. No biggie.

Then it turned out that the floor was a LOT crooked, so this happened.

Moving forward

And.... PRESTO!

=)

PS We got new floor, too.

I flew away for one little day

I went to Las Vegas!

And wouldn't ya know it? Look who was there!

Hi, Dave. Hi, Tim.

 

Ryan is very patient with my love of the arts.

Oh, I'm so ashamed.

 Below you will find examples of my lack of organization. This is not for the faint of heart.

Exhibit A: The Garage

I have a habit of bringing free things home. I store them in the garage thinking, "Man! I could sell this and make like a million dollars!" But my yard sales are few and far between compared to past years, and I am too lazy to lug that stuff out by myself anymore!

Exhibit B: My bedroom?

The question mark is because I'm not even sure I can still find the bed.

My room is like this because I go on vacation, come home, don't give myself time to prepare for real life again, and I throw everything out of my suitcase and onto the floor looking for things at the last minute. Or I need my ribbon box  because a cheerleader told me she needed a new bow on Monday and it's now Friday and game call is in 5 minutes and I'm still at home rushing through my to-do list! AAAhhhhh!!!

My room is getting cleaned as soon as I finish typing this, and I am having a garage sale tomorrow. You will get updated pictures. Posting this really puts the pressure on, ya know?

To redeem myself a teensy bit, here is a picture of the office, one of the many other clean rooms in the house. We're not gross, I swear. (Please notice the native american doll in the left hand side of the picture. It makes me laugh, but it has sentimental value for my mom, so I can't laugh out loud.)

New

When I woke up this morning, I shoved the books away from my face and climbed over about 8 piles of junk just to get out of bed.

This is not okay.

It is time to re-think my methods.

When you don't want to cook because your kitchen is a mess, that's a problem. When you don't shop for groceries because your fridge needs to be cleaned out, that is also a problem. After a while, you just start eating solely at McDonald's, which makes for a pretty bland diet for anyone, let alone a vegetarian. I don't WANT another side salad with large fries (I'll keep the Coke, thanks)!

I reached back into my brain muscles to find out where I started getting out of hand in my (lack of) housekeeping skills. Well, I have been sick for a while. Let's start there! How do I get better? Rest and a healthy diet. I know this one. Okay, so I'll just go the grocery store....crap.

Now I need to figure out why I have NO MOTIVATION when I have allll the time in the wide world, being unemployed and all. So I think back to the time when I recently felt the healthiest. This would have to be when I was on my vegan challenge. I ate like a champ. Okay, so time for a big change. Cut the sugar, cut the massive amounts of soda. Get back on track.

Wouldn't you know that just hours after refusing myself all the leftover candy and sodas that I wanted, I started to feel pretty gung ho about life? I'm serious. I think I had a sugar hangover. So, I strapped on my shopping boots. I figured if I brought the food home, I would HAVE to clean the fridge out. I was right. I did it joyfully. Yummy food! Get outta here, leftover Baja Fresh! You're too old to eat, and I have brocoli!

I have more than safety and health reasons to think of getting my life in order, though. I recently resigned from my prestigious position as a diaper changer/pb&j maker and am looking for new employment. Imagine how scared I was to learn that I would need to get my resume in order. It has been sitting dormant for so long that I thought it took care of itself. Another thing on the list, and I'm starting to be happier about it.

The moral of the story is, if you want to be happy, eat brocoli and leave soda alone! And start a blog!