My brain goes crazy most Monday mornings. I don’t have attention deficit disorder, but right now it feels like it.
Even though I’m approaching 30, I still get excited about making a Christmas list. The contents of the list are definitely that of an approaching 30 year-old person. So far: books, a curling iron, and the Olay Regenerist Luminous skin care line. Yes, the one you can buy at Walgreen’s. I’m a simple girl.
Being almost 30 and a mother has made me much more frugal. I read this and couldn’t believe someone has this kind of disposable income. Maybe this is a famous person’s second house, but seriously? When I need time away, I get to go sit in my car. Because now that my daughter is super mobile, the bathroom isn’t safe anymore.
Having just talked about frugality, now I’ll say that I really want to go clothes shopping. Like, major closet overhaul kind of shopping. My body has changed since I had a baby, and so has the amount of time I can spend thinking up outfits. I’m considering limiting my work wardrobe to a few specific colors. My weekend wardrobe has been set in stone for awhile now. It’s nothing fancy in the least, but it makes getting dressed so much easier when I know what to reach for: skinny jeans, a white V-neck T-shirt, Toms or Chucks, and maybe a cardigan sweater if it’s cold. I think streamlining is the way to go. And to do that, I must spend money on more things. #catch22
One of my very best friends might be moving away. I’ve resolved not to beg her to stay because I want to help her reason through this decision as best I can, and I keep telling myself that it would be cool to visit her in a new city. But whatever, I still want her to stay.
The bath remodel is underway! I should write a detailed post about that, but considering my friend who might be moving away is the only person who reads this and I just updated her on the project this morning, I think it can wait. Needless to say, my husband is a demo and remodel beast, and we’re very lucky that one of our dearest friends is a master plumber :)
My daughter has not slept in her crib in two nights. Apparently, we’re a co-sleeping family. And that’s all I’ll say about that (she said as she sipped her enormous cup of coffee).
A million other thoughts: I really want to sit on the couch and read a magazine. I also want to clean my house. And decorate my house. And look for a new house. And make this house super homey. And sleep through the night. And go on vacation. And pay off my debt. And read read read anything and everything I can find. And work out. And be a boss at work. And help my dad at his new house. And spend hours upon hours playing with my daughter. And go on more dates with my husband. And write more for this blog. Ok, not a million. More like 15 things. I could keep going but I’ve run out of time.
The end.
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