It’s November 10. To say I’m a little perturbed by the fact that in the matter of a week it has jumped from Harvest Season/Fall to Christmas/Winter. I need a buffer.
My mind is full of scribble scrabble right now trying to get everything in order before school starts. I’ve succeeded at tearing up pretty much every room in this house with the intention of putting them back together before school starts. I’m not the neatest person but I have this weird thing where when things like school starts I have to have everything in order, it somehow makes the transition better. I’ve lost a lot of sleep and there is still a huge box and a few trash bags waiting to be thrown away. Ask me why they haven’t been moved.
Addison’s room is finished being painted. Mr. painted the trim and then got swamped with work so even though I said I wouldn’t be the one to paint it…I ended up painting it. Thee worse. The wall was a dark brown and I took it a light beige, that is almost white. It took two coats of the best paint and primer money can buy. I can’t imagine how long it would’ve taken had I went with something not as thick.
Today we purchased her a new bed, mattress and dresser. I’ll do an update in a few days once I get everything made up. Her room has been a hodge podge since we moved in nearly a year ago. It’s time she got a room fit for a Princess. I sure hope she likes it enough to sleep in there. Not sure how much longer I can go with her bullying me in my sleep. She insists on sleeping on my side, while he gets to sleep in peace and I STAY dangling off the edge.
In the past few days I’ve been to Target and Walmart at least twice a piece, put all of the school supplies in the basket and left without buying them. Why you ask, I feel like I’ll get a better deal if I wait until next week. I mean Crayola crayons are still $.50 when they get down to $.25 I’ll get school supplies, well really I’ll wait until Sunday when all of the new sales come out and compare pricing and then do my shopping.
Thank you to everyone that filled out the survey. For the most part the answers came back as I expected. Then there were the 3 that had something to say about sponsored content. 3! Out of nearly a hundred responses I got three but it’s only human to pay attention to the negative. So I feel the need to semi address the issue of sponsored content.
I keep it real. There will be sponsored content on this blog. As long as my children need things and I have the ability to do it, I will. With that being said will it be for random things I never use or don’t think might be useful to those who frequent this space. NO. If I brought every pitch to this blog that was sent my way there would be nothing but sponsored content. I don’t even find it hard to turn down the money because I am genuine in this space and I value that more than anything.
I appreciate every one who comes here and supports but if I genuinely choose to use this space to generate income I feel no kind of way about it. I asked because I want to try to make sure that I am mixing it in, can’t please everybody. While sponsored content won’t always be present here, the red X will.
I am so ready for fall. I went to Hobby Lobby the other day and they had the harvest stuff out and I had visions of blowing leaves, crisp nights and pumpkins. Even started thinking about my fall porch. I love fall, it’s my favorite time of the year.
What’s new in your neck of the woods. Are you waiting on $.25 crayons like me? You ready for Pumpkin Spice Lattes?
If you’ve perused the internets for a while you’ve come across that person who just seems to have it all together. They cook every night, they create shopping lists and everything they’ve ever tried from Pinterest turns out perfect, while the rest of us gasp in awe and question ourselves on just how does she do it.
I assure you sometimes she does have it all together and sometimes she just wants you to think she does and that is fine with me. See, I’ve lived long enough to know that a tidy kitchen or a perfect ponytail on the worst day will never pull the wool over my eyes when it comes to the fact that WE all have our issues and problems. If a person wishes to share the good, I appreciate that. I have enough problems in my life than to spend my precious minutes reading about yours over and over and over again.
I’m just a little sick and tired of reading posts and statuses where people are whining and accusing people of trying to perpetuate a perfect life on social media. If what I read is correct unless a person is continuously complaining or sharing every bad moment of their life they are somehow perpetrating a life of joy and happiness? I can not with that. I need answers.
How I see it is, in this age of over sharing, blogging, tweeting, Instagramming etc. if a person is sharing the highlight of their day and you take that into they are faking and shaking, they may be but the reality is they shared a moment of their life and the issue lies on the outsider looking in. Unless said person created a caption that said “I have a perfect life” any illusions of grandeur fall solely on the person observing. I won’t lie and say I haven’t sucked my teeth or unfollowed a few for just doing the absolute most, as there is a thin line between sharing and showing out but they have the right, and I have use of my unfollow button.
In all seriousness, I would love to see moms and women in general stop comparing themselves in a negative manner to women they come across on the internet. Every woman whose blog I come across I consider myself on even ground with her as I wish all women could. I am enjoying crafting more and more, as I see women who are crafty on their blogs I read and try to learn. I see their gifts as my own motivation. I don’t want to be her, I just want a Cricut so I can make my child’s birthday invitations.
I suppose the start would be making sure that we are confident in ourselves, so that what somebody is doing or saying on the internet is not making us feel any less about our own lives when we don’t actually know her outside of the confines of a typed web address, well designed blog space, and a plethora of Instagram collages.
Truth of the matter is her house just might be that tidy and her husband may just be that great, but do you know how long her walk was, and if you’ve read the poem “Footprints” you may understand that at some point she may have been carried.
Use other people as motivation. You’ll never know their true journey but know they had one, and for the love of all things shiny and pretty and perfect….Stay in your lane.
This was a rant.
Have you ever felt envious of someone you’ve come across on the internet? Is the internet helping or hindering us on our personal journeys to happiness? Be honest.
This is a Rant.
This morning, after getting the children off to school I find my way to the bank for my first errand of the day. I saw this, and it stopped me dead in my tracks…..
Ummm….where is the teller?
I have so many issues with this. Like most of you, I can’t vividly recall the last time I pulled up to the teller to handle my transactions…okay it was last week at the Credit Union. My point is while I don’t use the drive thru teller often I enjoy having the option. Multiple transactions or the desire to not have my money spit back at me multiple times because the automatic feeder didn’t accept it sits aloft on my list of reasons to forgo the ATM and utilize the teller.
Let’s take convenience out of the picture. What about the disabled or Sweet Mama who likes her independence but would prefer not to go in the bank due to her bad knees and makes her weekly trek to the bank to deposit her check via the drive thru.
What about the person that can’t really read but knows enough to sign their name and slide their ID along with their check into the vacuum and send it on its way where the
sometimes friendly teller awaits on the other end to do the majority of the work.
Maybe I’m reading to much into it, but to me it is just a show that personal interaction will eventually be non existent in exchange for positive bottom lines and more efficient business practices that only benefit corporate while the rest of us are left in long lines behind the car of the person trying to figure all of this out, or waiting for a parking space at a banking center that already doesn’t have adequate parking because Sweet Mama now needs to take her precious time going in the bank.
I don’t know. I’m “Ranting and Rambling” at this point. What are your thoughts? Is forcing technology a good thing?