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Thanks for the well wishes, Aly, and the offer for a listening ear. I might take you up on that.
Thanks for the prayer, Rebecca. It made me cry. It's so amazing that you would pray for me and even type it out so I can read it later. After your prayer, I put on eye makeup to prevent me from crying. It worked! I wanted to cry numerous times but didn't want to smudge the beautiful brown and copper color combination I lovingly smeared on my eyelids.
I literally did not stop today. I woke up, went to the gym to do cardio, came home, cleaned the bathroom (like, really cleaned it, deck scrubbed the floor, scrubbed the grout and all... it took an hour and a half), showered, went to Target to get some plastic bins to store our clothes in/organize our room and have been working since then to clean up our pathetically small living space. I threw away a lot of stuff that was collecting about (bills etc, remember, we don't have a place to store anything, so things collected) and am donating a bag of clothes and a box of jarred baby food.
I ran about seven loads of laundry. There were clothes all over the floor that had been there for who knows how long and they needed to be washed. I boxed up Alana's old clothes that no longer fit her in case we have a girl again. Also, some day, when my life calms down, I'd like to turn my favorite of her outfits into a quilt (for me, lol, because I have trouble letting go).
I cleaned, folded, hung and sorted until about thirty minutes ago. I couldn't calm myself down I was so determined. I figured if I get everything straightened out, there's a chance we might be able to hang out downstairs, but probably not. If nothing else, when we do both get jobs, packing will just be a matter of putting plastic lids on Tupperwear boxes.
And of course, by the time I finally settled down, Allen fell asleep on the couch.
I still have some work to do downstairs to make it as neat as it possibly can be. When it's "finished" I'll show you pictures so you can kind of see what I'm talking about. There are three of us in a room big enough for two. No storage space. No closets available. My parents' stuff is everywhere- including an old jukebox, a piano, a piano bench, miscellaneous boxes and a couch- taking up our valuable space. The closest that we DO have are full of my parents' stuff, so no go on that. It's cramped. Even when it's super organized it won't be clean, or presentable.
In one room, big enough for two people, with no closets, we have to organize enough clothes for three people, our bed, Alana's crib, some of our food, some of Alana's toys, some of our toiletries, Allen's golf clubs, his suitcase, his backpack, our shoes, a laundry hamper, clothes that aren't currently in season etc etc amongst all of the other stuff my parents have lying around. It sucks, but I'm determined.
Right now we have an end table lying on its side in the midst of everything. We received it from Allen's grandparents because they were moving, and with all of our couches (we have a sectional and a three seater- we love having guests over, or we will when we live on our own) we need more than just the one coffee table. Allen's going to take it to storage soon but I can't blame him for putting it off. He's on day 37 since he's had a day off (I mistyped previously when I said 2 months. I honestly thought it had been two months but I was wrong) so he'll put it away when he feels like it!
I used my anger to finish my work. My body is sore, partially because I got a great workout from all of the cleaning, partially because of the stress and crying I forced it to endure earlier. Sorry body- I promise you a great workout tomorrow and an extra five minutes in the sauna.
I fear tonight may be one of those nights where, although I'm dead tired, I won't fall asleep or stay asleep. I'm too worn out, yanno?
Thank you, once again, my friends. I promise Old Catherine will be back some day, and I'll be better at asking you to hang out, I'll have more to talk about, I'll be happier, I'll be more stylish (lol) and overall I'll just be a better friend to have. Again, I can't thank you enough for sticking by me during this tough time. You find out who your friends are...
Thanks for the prayer, Rebecca. It made me cry. It's so amazing that you would pray for me and even type it out so I can read it later. After your prayer, I put on eye makeup to prevent me from crying. It worked! I wanted to cry numerous times but didn't want to smudge the beautiful brown and copper color combination I lovingly smeared on my eyelids.
I literally did not stop today. I woke up, went to the gym to do cardio, came home, cleaned the bathroom (like, really cleaned it, deck scrubbed the floor, scrubbed the grout and all... it took an hour and a half), showered, went to Target to get some plastic bins to store our clothes in/organize our room and have been working since then to clean up our pathetically small living space. I threw away a lot of stuff that was collecting about (bills etc, remember, we don't have a place to store anything, so things collected) and am donating a bag of clothes and a box of jarred baby food.
I ran about seven loads of laundry. There were clothes all over the floor that had been there for who knows how long and they needed to be washed. I boxed up Alana's old clothes that no longer fit her in case we have a girl again. Also, some day, when my life calms down, I'd like to turn my favorite of her outfits into a quilt (for me, lol, because I have trouble letting go).
I cleaned, folded, hung and sorted until about thirty minutes ago. I couldn't calm myself down I was so determined. I figured if I get everything straightened out, there's a chance we might be able to hang out downstairs, but probably not. If nothing else, when we do both get jobs, packing will just be a matter of putting plastic lids on Tupperwear boxes.
And of course, by the time I finally settled down, Allen fell asleep on the couch.
I still have some work to do downstairs to make it as neat as it possibly can be. When it's "finished" I'll show you pictures so you can kind of see what I'm talking about. There are three of us in a room big enough for two. No storage space. No closets available. My parents' stuff is everywhere- including an old jukebox, a piano, a piano bench, miscellaneous boxes and a couch- taking up our valuable space. The closest that we DO have are full of my parents' stuff, so no go on that. It's cramped. Even when it's super organized it won't be clean, or presentable.
In one room, big enough for two people, with no closets, we have to organize enough clothes for three people, our bed, Alana's crib, some of our food, some of Alana's toys, some of our toiletries, Allen's golf clubs, his suitcase, his backpack, our shoes, a laundry hamper, clothes that aren't currently in season etc etc amongst all of the other stuff my parents have lying around. It sucks, but I'm determined.
Right now we have an end table lying on its side in the midst of everything. We received it from Allen's grandparents because they were moving, and with all of our couches (we have a sectional and a three seater- we love having guests over, or we will when we live on our own) we need more than just the one coffee table. Allen's going to take it to storage soon but I can't blame him for putting it off. He's on day 37 since he's had a day off (I mistyped previously when I said 2 months. I honestly thought it had been two months but I was wrong) so he'll put it away when he feels like it!
I used my anger to finish my work. My body is sore, partially because I got a great workout from all of the cleaning, partially because of the stress and crying I forced it to endure earlier. Sorry body- I promise you a great workout tomorrow and an extra five minutes in the sauna.
I fear tonight may be one of those nights where, although I'm dead tired, I won't fall asleep or stay asleep. I'm too worn out, yanno?
Thank you, once again, my friends. I promise Old Catherine will be back some day, and I'll be better at asking you to hang out, I'll have more to talk about, I'll be happier, I'll be more stylish (lol) and overall I'll just be a better friend to have. Again, I can't thank you enough for sticking by me during this tough time. You find out who your friends are...