A First...

...Boyfriend for Lolly. While we knew it would happen sooner or later, Mister's not that keen on it. I am not too worried. She's got a good head on her shoulders, already concerned about keeping a balance between boy and life.

The boy told her he couldn't think of one thing he would change about her, she's perfect in everyway.

I like him for now. But for his own good, I think it's important he knows her step dad keeps shot guns under the bed, she has an uncle whose an ultimate fighter, and an aunt who beat up boys in high school so he better be good to her.

Yellow Pages

Who needs the yellow pages when you have the internet, I smuggly thought as I threw away every phone book in the house a while back. You know who needs one - the person who's dryer stops working  with two loads of wet laundry and is in deseparate need of a laundry mat. Because laudry mats aren't big on the internet or I am in big trouble...

Things That Make Me Happy

A clean house. Saturday is my cleaning day. By Sunday you wouldn't know it. But this past Saturday, I cleaned everything. I mean a "on your knees scrub the floors clean" clean. It was especially gratifying because Mister worked all day Saturday. I wan't cleaning around him, it was a full on clean.

The happy part is that we've managed to keep it clean ALL week long. And by clean I mean everything in it's place. Nothing laying around. Bliss.

I am not sure everyone was on board at first or realized the happiness it was bringing me until I got up out of bed on Sunday night to clean up the kitchen, which is usually left a mess, when Mister came to bed. I think the clanking of dishes said all there was to say and it's been clean sailing since...

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Focus on Happy

Do you ever feel that way? Like they just don't get it. I do quite a bit at work when we're talking about recruiting (that's what I do)

But I feel it even more when I think about how I structure my days, my weeks, my months. Like I don't get it.

I feel like I spend the majority of my life hurrying from one thing to the next; on the way to the end of the day, the end of the week, the next year, something different, the next stage of life...I have a great life and I am hurrying through it without evening noticing what makes it good.

If I look back on my week, it looks like this - work, traffic, work, traffic, work, traffic,work, traffic, work, traffic. It goes without saying traffic sucks. Work, is work. It keeps me busy, pays the bills. I work for a great company but at the end of my life I am not wanting to remember traffic and life in a cube.(cubes also suck). It's time to add a whole lot of happy into my days, weeks, months. Man, it's easy to get lost in the rat race. Do you have any secrets to finding balance? to not living on autopilot? to getting the most out of life?

Busy with a Capital B

Things have been crazy at home and at work this week. This use to be my speciality. The busier the better. It's been slow for so long. I think I lost my mojo. I am hosting pokeno tonight and I am not even ready.
Just a few more hours of craziness and then I can wake up Saturday morning get a cup of coffee and catch up on everyone's blog! I can't wait.

Who Will I Be Tomorrow

I watched Nights In Rodanthe last weekend. Thank goodness I knew the ending or I would have been a sobbing mess. Diane Lane's character talks about how when you get married and have children at some point you give up who you are and become who you think you should be. I think there is so much truth in that statement. In the movie that hasn't really worked well for her. Richard Gere's character tells her to stop being who she thinks she should be and be what she wants to be, or something to that effect. I think that takes her by surprise. That she has a choice.

All this is very timely for me, in that November is my birthday month. I always find that I seem to re-evaluate and take stock of the what, where, why, and what's next in my life during this month. This really has me wondering have I lost part of me. I think so. Not on purpose. I use to be funnier. I use to be clever. Now I am caught up in the mundane. I hope to spend the next year working on getting rid of those things about me that bog me down and invite in more of things that bring me joy.

Oh I also tend to go on spending sprees in November. I have a sneaky suspicion that may be directly related to the exercise of taking stock of my life...

The week to come

Had a great trip. The weather was wonderful, the scenery beautiful, and the company heart warming.





Putting the weekend aside, this week looks like it'll prove to be a busy one. A softball double header tomorrow night, school projects coming due for Lolly, the Kaiser Corporate Challenge, and who knows what else. Not to mention all the blog reading I've been doing. I loose myself reading other peoples interesting blogs. A whole new world to be exposed to. I love it!