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Saturday, January 10, 2015

How do you not raise a HOARDER?

Ok so it's clean out time.  Clean out the old to make room for the new.  I'm terrible about this.  I'm a mild hoarder.  I keep things because "what if I need that someday".  As my husband repeatedly reminds me, every time he goes to the basement, someday never comes and we have a basement full of junk.  I think it's full of my treasures but he doesn't quite see it that way.   

Now it's time to teach my girls about this.  J1 gets it.  She doesn't love it but she says its what God would want her to do.  Thank you Catholic school.  J2 does not get this.  She cries, hoards, and literally melts down when "old" things go away.  I thought it was normal when she got her big girl bed.  I thought it was my fault when it was her binkys.  Then it was the microwave.  We got a new one and she cried her eyes out in a full on dramatic episode.  She cried for over a half hour about missing "mikeywave" and how she didn't get to say goodbye.  

We have gotten somewhere.  After much deliberation she allows me to send old baby clothes to her little cousin.  Well as we are cleaning out the closets we found their old winter coats.  J1 happily tells me that she's like to donate her coat.  J2 not so much.  She put it on and danced around the house crying about how much she would miss it.  It's maddening but I'm the same way I save everything.  At 5 years old have I ruined her?  Can I change this?  Am I completely overreacting? I guess I will have to wait and see. 

Monday, October 6, 2014

TaDa! Here they are!

So glasses are weird.  If they aren't perfectly on your face things look funny.  I still can't figure out when I should and shouldn't wear them.  I miss just walking around.  I was looking at my iPhone yesterday with and then without my glasses and it's like a whole new world!  I can't believe that I was missing the sharpness of so many things.  Hopefully this will help with my Statistics class too!  #40IsTheNew20!

Monday, September 29, 2014

And with 40 it all goes downhill...

I went to the eye doctor today.  First time in like 20 years (give or take).  I read all the lines I think I am a total rockstar.  Then all of the sudden it happens.  I hear the dreaded words "you need a prescription".  I wanted to scream, yell and throw a tantrum.  I'm 40 years old.  I have made it this long and never needed glasses.  Now I do.  I have joined the rest of my family in the glasses department.  I feel old.  This makes me feel older than my actual birthday did.  So I picked out my new glasses, rather my sister did (she's my stylist).  They should be here in about a week.  So I have one week left as a plain old, no glasses wearing girl.