In Which I ALMOST Share Too Much

I don't really have anything interesting to say today. And, if your first thought after reading that is "Does she really have anything interesting to say EVER?" then you can bite me and stop reading. Good Day to you.

For those of you left, I could regal you with stories of the un-humanly things coming out of my sons (mostly Dylan) and of the many trips we've made to the bathroom after I've heard "Mommy, Wash Me!" in a half crying, mostly whining voice. Luckily I stocked up on 3T-4T Pull-Ups yesterday, or we might be running dangerously low. I am using each event as an opportunity to remind him that if he'd use the potty, he wouldn't need to be "washed" so frequently, but he's not getting it. I'm going to stop now, because I'm sure you don't want to hear about it (don't worry, Grandmaother, you'll get all the gory details in about 10 minutes) and, quite frankly, I don't want to relive it anymore than I have to.

Moving On...

I mentioned FlyLady yesterday. I can't tell from HRH's comment if she signed up after reading about it here, or if she'd already jumped into the abyss that is FlyLady and I just happened to post about it. If it's my fault, I apologize! The amount of emails that freakin' group sends out is INSANE. So, to save you all the time spent deleting, I'll explain it here. Basically, it's a 4,369 step program aimed to get the hopelessly cluttered & unorganized people like me Uncluttered & Organized. DJ laughed when I told him I was going to try it. You're probably laughing right now, too. BUT, the concept is simple, the steps are SLOW & EASY and it's something that I REALLY want to do for myself. You start off cleaning your sink every night and then you slowly move on to bigger and better things, eventually falling into the habit of picking up after yourself (& everyone else in your family) and keeping things neat. I'm going to try it. The problem is that once you sign up for the group, they start sending you an INSANE amount of emails. Little reminder emails (Where are your shoes? Go shine your sink! Do your Nighttime routine! Where's your laundry?) That reminds me, I'll be right back...

...Okay, I'm back. On a side note, that was the first time in I don't know how long that I've put a load of clothes in the washer without poop on them having to unload the dryer, move clothes from the washer to the dryer and then run the washer. There wasn't even a load in the dryer! Maybe FlyLady IS rubbing off on me.

So where was I? Oh yes, the emails. There is an Ungodly amount of email. One of the "steps" is that you're supposed to read them for 2 minutes a day and then delete whatever you haven't read. I've finally figured out that you can get around the emails by simply following the steps on the FlyLady website. There's a day by day list of what you're supposed to do. The emails are just succeeding in cluttering up my Inbox. Ironic, isn't it? Plus, every time I sit down to read them, I see something more interesting and end up doing something completely different. Like catching up on Pioneer Woman's story of how she met her husband.

Which brings me to another point. Pioneer Woman's life should be made into a movie. Seriously. It's a freaking awesome story. It could star Jake Gyllenhaal as a straight cowboy, 'cause he was HOT as a gay cowboy, so imagine how yummy he'd be as a straight man wearing chaps?! I'm just saying. ANYhoo, the story is long, but well worth the read. I likened it to reading a novel, which we all know is not going to happen in my life anytime soon. If you've got the time, sit down, grab a glass of wine or a cup of tea, and start here. But seriously, you need TIME to read it. Kind of like where this post is heading. If and when you ever finish that part, go here for the rest. That will catch you up to where she is at this point (not in life, but in her story telling). Then, when the movie comes out, you'll have me to thank when you can brag to all your friends that you knew that story long before they'd ever seen the first movie trailer. You're welcome.

I just went to check my email so I could share with you the most recent FlyLady update, but, surprisingly, there weren't any. There was, however, an email from a fellow blogger giving me shit for siding with her husband in regards to her recent post. Let me know what you think. I've never heard of it before and I think it sounds completely disgusting. Completely. Almost as disgusting as what's been coming out of my boys. Ha! Like how I tied things up there? Damn, I'm good.

**After re-reading this post before I hit "publish" I realized how many times I used the words "steps" when referencing FlyLady. It brought this to mind:

FlyLady,
grant me the serenity to accept the things I can not change,
the courage to change the things I can,
& the wisdom to delete all your emails before wasting my time reading them.