Wednesday, March 31, 2010

I Hope The New Couch Comes With Yarn Storage

My mom and I special ordered a couch for my house. I call it the New Couch. It is scheduled to arrive in late April - 12 weeks from when we ordered it. This is a little glimpse into the world of waiting for the New Couch.

First, I have too much furniture. Not only too I have too much furniture, but I'm itching for more. Not really itching for more furniture in particular, but itching for more space to PUT more furniture. And more furniture would be handy to store the copious amounts of stuff I already have. Like Yarn.

Specifically, I want a craft room. So much of my stuff is craft related. I scrapbook, make art w/ paper and photos, and make greeting cards. I also do many other paper-related things. I have lots of paper. I knit. A lot. Therefore I have more yarn than any human should own. I sew. Mainly things with straight lines, like quilts, but I'm going to try and venture out into all kinds of sewing and get more serious about quilting. I'm currently working on a quilt - quilting it by hand, and I'm in love with it. I love the hand quilting.

Anyways, I feel I need a room to keep all this stuff so I can be more productive and less disruptive to the decor of the rest of my place. This has caused me to look at houses. Something I could never afford. Ever. My parents own my place and I pay them rent. So buying a house would consist of convincing my parents I need a new place - and we JUST finished re-doing my current place. When pigs fly, Carla. When they're flying.

So this post is about the chaos the New Couch thing has caused. My New Couch is arriving today. As in TO. DAY. Not the end of April like I was expecting, but TODAY. I'm freaking out. Excited. And scared that I won't like it, or that it's too big, or that it won't fit through the door. Seriously, that's a major concern. So much so that my mother suggested I move all furniture within a two mile radius of the door and where said New Couch is going to go.

I've also had to figure out how to get rid of the OLD couch and chair and ottoman. Craigslist. Done. Easy peasy. Except they aren't coming to pick it up until tonight, which causes the slight issue of WHERE DO I PUT IT UNTIL TONIGHT?!?!?

So last night my friend Chris (from kyrachris.com) came over even though I told him not to. Apparently he and Kyra read my blog. And I was very happy to have the help. We moved furniture and I thought I would move a few things this morning and vacuum and then be done. Not quite.

Today, after my mother suggested a thousand more pieces of furniture that should be moved, I moved them. Half of my living room looks like an antique shop where all the things are piled on top of each other and you have to dig to find a good item. The other half is empty. And then after I moved even more furniture, I vacuumed. I don't vacuum. Vacuuming is the devil. It sucks out all my air and energy at once and then I sleep for days. But today, I'm vacuuming because today is the day the New Couch arrives.

And now I'm just waiting for at least one more hour for the New Couch to arrive. Later I will post photos from my phone of the chaos, the old couch, and the New Couch.

All this waiting gets me thinking. It was so easy to sell my couch on Craigslist, what else can I sell??? I have too much furniture - I should SELL IT! Only problem there? All that furniture is where I keep my yarn.

Sunday, March 28, 2010

Spinning


The world
Always spinning

Always spinning
Always spinning
I ask it to slow
I tell it to stop
Always spinning

Always spinning
Always spinning
Out of control
I can't catch up
Always spinning

Always spinning
Always spinning
Such a big world
So much to do
Always spinning

Always spinning
Always spinning
Big dreams floating
Just out of reach
Always spinning

Always spinning
Always spinning
Reaching high
Falling low
Always spinning

The world
Always spinning


-- Post From My iPhone

Friday, March 26, 2010

The Best Babysitter

Normally, I am a very good, very enthusiastic babysitter. I love the kids and I don't mind doing things like changing diapers and making lunch. But today, I am tired. So I sort of made it a game.

Like "Can I change the baby in the time it takes the easy mac to cook?" YES!
"Can I feed the baby in the time it takes the mac to cool?" NO
"How about by the time the 4-year-old finishes lunch have the baby down for a nap so I can take one?" YES

And then there are the things I REALLY want to say, but don't.

4-year-old: Can I watch TV?
Me: No.
Her: Why?
Me: Because I said so.
Her: But I want to.
Me: But too much TV is bad for you.
Her: Why?
Me: Because it is.
Her: But what does it do to you?
Me: IT ROTS YOUR BRAIN AND YOU WILL GROW UP STUPID AND DIE.

But instead I said, Just go do something else, please.

Her: Oops! The spoon fell! Now it's dirty!
(I pick it up, wipe it on my pants and continue to feed the baby)
Her: YOU JUST WIPED IT ON YOUR PANTS!!
Me: Yes I did.
Her: But your pants are dirty!
Me: No they aren't they have magical spoon cleaning powers.
Her: No they don't, they have hair on them.

Well played, kid. I had no comeback except, I'M TOO TIRED TO GO GET A NEW SPOON! I WANT A NAP!!! But I just fed the baby silently.

And it's probably not nice to swear at the baby, no matter HOW frustrated you are that all he wants to do is chew on the spoon and not eat lunch. Leaving the swear words out can be hard on days like today.

Thursday, March 18, 2010

How to be Helpful

I'm sick. Most of the time I don't look sick, but I am. And often, I need help. I have goals and dreams and ideas and I don't have the energy to accomplish 1/3 of the things I want to do in a day.

I'm overwhelmingly thankful about my lungs. My lungs are doing pretty good. More than pretty good - great! It's been 7 months since I got sick enough to need IV antibiotics. I can't stress enough how big a miracle this is - I was doing IVs every 2.5 to 3 months.

But now that my lungs are okay I'm frustrated because I still don't have the energy to get everything done. I have MORE energy, but I still need so much sleep and rest. And I think and feel that many people are confused as to why I'm still a mess if my lungs are okay.

Some of it is my sinuses, but I'm working on getting them cleaned out so I don't have to have surgery this year, *cross your fingers.* Most of it, is my fibromyalgia. For whatever reason, it's kicking my butt. So I sleep and lay around for a couple days after I do anything big - like attend a dance. This has ruined my love of Salsa Rueda because I haven't been able to attend the last few weeks - and it frustrates me.

So now that I've explained why things are still hard (oh, and remember, my lungs are good FOR ME. They aren't normal lungs.), I'm going to make a list of ways people can help. I know many of my friends want to help, but don't know what to do. So here you go!

My selfish list of things I want you to do to help me feel better when I feel awful:

*Tell me you're coming over to help. Don't ask if I need help because I'll say no. Just assume I do, and come over. If my place happens to sparkle and be organized, we'll watch a movie.

*Help with house stuff (dishes, laundry, trash, vacuuming, etc.)

*Watch a movie with me (and don't mind when I fall asleep)

*Give me a hug

*Cuddles!

*Run an errand for me

*Pick up my meds from the pharmacy

*Go to the grocery store (of course I'll give you the cash)

*Help me sort or organize something

*Call me - I probably won't pick up if I'm sleeping, but a voicemail from you will cheer me up

*Text me!!! I love the silly ones :-)

*Offer to give me a ride to the event/gathering that is planned, so I can attend. Sometimes driving takes so much energy.

*Make me a sammich! Or a Hot Dog! If I'm really sick/exhausted I sometimes choose to sleep rather than eat. Good for my waistline, not so good for my blood sugar.

*Anything you can think of - I appreciate everything and anything my friends/family are able to do for me. I know I can be a pain in the butt (my brother often reminds me of this fact), so if you love me enough to help me, I promise I'll help you when you need it!

They say it takes a village to raise a child - but what about a disabled adult? I think it takes a loving family and an abundance of amazing friends to keep a sick big kid going.

Sunday, March 14, 2010

A little update

I'm on my way to making it SEVEN months without IV antibiotics. A couple years ago I went 5 months, but since then it has been every 2.5 or 3 months. I'm so thankful for this, and the choices I made to make it possible (and the story is long and I'm still too chicken to talk about it).

I'm having some problems with energy and fibromyalgia. This has been frustrating for me because my lungs are doing so well. Also a few problems with my sinuses. Bleh.

I'm working on a few posts that I really want to get written and posted. I'm working on a quilt - my hospital quilt (but maybe I'll never need to use it there!). I will be knitting a dress, and probably working on some new projects! Because of my energy, I haven't been able to dance as much as I want to, but I'm still dancing occasionally.

All in all, things are good. Fewer naps and having all my stuff organized would make it better, but I'm happy.

Hopefully I'll get the meaningful posts I'm working on up soon!


-- Post From My iPhone

Sunday, March 7, 2010

Wishing

I'm wishing for the rest of my energy to return. I think I'm so sleepy because of a sinus infection, so hopefully I'll keep doing stuff to clear out my sinuses and I'll keep getting better.

I am wishing for the energy to sort through all my stuff that needs sorting. I want my place to be neat and organized. Maybe I should just invite my friends over one by one and force them to sort stuff for me. Silly me. Wishful thinking.

I don't know how I'll ever get things sorted.


-- Post From My iPhone

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