A Hectic Life

I would love to pretend I was some organized, neat, person who is good with the whole time management thing and colors in the lines more times than not. I would also like to pretend that I have a very clean house and a schedule in place with chunks of “free” time here and there.

I would love to.

But I can’t.

Not even for one second.

I am typically very busy, so when I have down time I. Enjoy. Every. Second. Of. It.

There is no exact schedule for me. I have tried to maintain one before, and it just doesn’t work for me. They just never work out.Plus, I don’t like the feeling of being restricted by a piece of paper. I guess I’m just a rebel like that.

I just sort of make mental notes of any major things going on that day and plan for them. like if we need bread for lunch, then I need to start bread by 9:30. Or, if we need to go shopping that day, I need to prep some snack at a free moment, so we don’t get arrested for starving a bunch of kids in a house stocked with food who know how to cook just fine.

Oh, but scratch those plans because the baby (who isn’t really a baby anymore, he’s almost 3, so I guess we should stop calling him the baby) just decided to take a red sharpie to the couch, chest freezer, and front door while you were cleaning out the fridge and making a grocery list.

Yeah.

It’s an amazing life isn’t it????

That was half way sarcastic in case you didn’t know.

Oh, but that’s not all!!!

Grampa’s called saying he was coming over to deliver some corn, and he’d be there in an hour.

Greeeeeeeeeat………..

Well I had no clue how to get sharpie out of the couch, so I asked people on twitter, Facebook, and texted everyone I knew. Some people said eraser would get it off the door, and suggested different essential oils. Unfortunately, our door and freezer now have some “character”. As for the couch, vinegar and a little elbow grease got that sucker right out.

Needless to say we didn’t eat sandwiches for lunch that day. We ate leftovers.

Old.

Unwanted.

Leftovers.

And we didn’t enjoy it, in case you hadn’t guessed.

A hectic life-1

When it comes to gardening, I plan, but don’t plan. Ya know? It’s good to have an idea of what you generally want to happen. Just don’t expect it to work out 100% of the time.  That’s right. Story time.

At the beginning of this year we built 11 beds filled it with a compost mix and direct sowed a bunch of seeds. The spinach and beans were doing great. Then two weeks later they were eaten up by some evil bugs, whom I don’t like very much.

The potato cages that were supposed to produce 3x as much as what we put in the ground last year??? Failed. Terribly. We have one plant coming out of the top of the hay and I don’t even want to water it, it’s so depressing.

So again, don’t expect things to work out perfectly every time. I’m still getting over this. I still have a generally happy life though. I think it’s because I try to see where God is leading me with these hardships and hiccups. I think He has given me so much hard things in my life the make me strong for something I will have to face down the road. I can’t know for sure, but I know I’ll be ready for whatever He throws my way. Otherwise He wouldn’t put me through it. 🙂

Life is crazy.

Life is hectic.

Life is life.

So make the most of it.

Woah.

That sounded quotable. 🙂 haha

 

 

Subscribe to email updates!

19 Thoughts on “A Hectic Life

  1. Pingback: #mondayformoms Mommy Monday Blog Hop - The Squishable baby

  2. Pingback: Mommy Monday #BlogHop {62} - Mrs. AOK, A Work In Progress

  3. I laughed out loud at the permanent marker! We had the same thing happen… several times: orange, black, red, and blue. Rubbing alcohol. Works every time 😉 And yes, this was courtesy of my “baby” who is coincidentally also three. He just recently squished play dough dots on the wall and circled them with a red marker with a friend while we were on vacation and when we got home, he WD-40’ed my bathroom tile floor. Seriously, I totally agree that all you can do is laugh! And enjoy every minute of it, because you can’t make this stuff up! I keep joking that they are just trying to be helpful by giving me more material for my blog! Thanks so much for sharing!
    -S.L. Payne, uncommongrace.net

  4. I remember those days well when the kiddos were young and adventurous. Now that they are older we have the grandkids to take their places – same things happen just with different little faces. Fun memories. Thank you for sharing at Share It One More Time. cAthy

  5. Sigh. This all sounds wayyy too familiar. Even down to the potato plants! Just exchange the couch for a wall and the 3-year old for a 2-year old.

    I’m pretty sure everything He allows us to go through is giving us the chance to choose to cling to Him and reflect His character. It’s hard, but knowing Him more is worth it. 😉

    Thanks for sharing this at Savoring Saturdays, Maria Alison, hope you’ll share with us again this weekend! 🙂

  6. Pingback: Saturday Soiree Blog Party #9

  7. :gasp: at the marker all over the couch, door, and refrigerator! I can’t imagine the full on frustration you felt in that moment of realization. I know my moments like that are just…unspeakable! I am often both in wonder, shock, and amazement while I also want to laugh because Baby Boy’s looking at me like “what?” with that smile – oh the smile!

    Stopping over from Mommy Monday!

  8. Oh my goodness, THOSE days. I totally get you!

    I once had my toddler draw all over the walls and wood floors with marker. I was scrubbing away and my older daughter approached me and said, “Are we EVER going to eat?” I could have lost it. LOL

    Thanks for sharing and linking up to the #SHINEbloghop.

    Wishing you a lovely weekend.
    xoxo

Comment navigation

 

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

Post Navigation