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Our fire pit died. RIP.

I mean, it was like a huge ceramic pot that held fire(Held fire? Yes, held fire.) for when we were out on the patio. I loved it.

It was absolutely perfect for evenings after the girls were in bed and Zach and I would take a bottle(Or two) of wine out and just relax and talk and enjoy the stars or a storm(Like if there was lightening, obviously not if it was raining. It's actually very hard to light and keep a fire and then enjoy that fire in the rain unless maybe you're homeless....)

Plus it was like, perfectly our aesthetic. It was just this huge ceramic pot. I mean simple. Classic. I don't know, I just loved it. It was like one of my favorite things we have ever bought. Ok, here the list of things we have bought, like significant things is not very long, but still. And ok, also this thing wasn't a significant buy I guess, I mean I think it was like under $100 or something. But all the same, I love it.

So over the winter, Zach had it covered. Turned out that was not enough. The whole bottom just fell right out of it. Like, the thing is still standing and the cover is still on and all of that, but the bottom is sitting on the cement. Boo.

I thought of that, because I'm staring at it. It's kind of a random thought.

But anyways. I have a deadline today!

I mean, by 3:30 today I need to have a project finished.

I am way behind.

Totally, totally not even prepared.

In fact, I should be working on it right now, instead of blogging, but I've learned that if I don't knock this out in the morning, it just doesn't happen. Or later, my thoughts are soooo scatter brained and random that the blogs don't really make any sense.

They don't when I write them in the morning either, you say?

Ok, you probably have a very valid point.

But. Let me just say. There is nothing, nothing, NOTHING, I love more than a good deadline.

I used to be a procrastinator. Like terribly bad. (I know, you're thinking I still am with everything I've told you so far. But don't judge me just yet. Hold on, I'll get to it.)

Ok, but like growing up, I would wait till the last minute on everything. Stay up the entire night before just to get whatever done. That's the way I prefer it, the rush of adrenaline, the pressure, the time crunch, the deadline. Love it all.

I know, I'm totally crazy. And I think that's why I miss going to school so much. Also, I miss learning and using my brain. Those are the reasons too.

But that was when I was young and single. I finally figured out how to get my act together when I was a junior in college. You know? I stopped all of the last minute papers and cram sessions and actually worked on my homework and did the reading ahead of time. Or paid my bills or got everything together or seriously whatever. I learned how to get it done in a non-stressful, on-time way, plenty of breathing room kind of way.

That has since changed.

The changing factor? Kids.

They ruin everything.

NO! That's not true. Don't believe me. BUT what they do do, is make everything I want to accomplish take about a thousand times longer.

Like yesterday, all I wanted to do was work on this project and clean my house. When I have no kids, I can knock out my house in like two hours tops.

Yesterday, with the kidlets, took me all day. I mean I was seriously finishing up vacuuming at 6:30PM. And if you have seen my house, you know that is out of control, ridiculous. And I seriously, just mean the basement. I didn't even touch the upstairs.

It's a little frustrating. I'm not going to lie.

And this project? Ha. Seriously. I was up until like 1:30 last night, trying to get some work done, but I'm not young anymore. I can't work through the night and still wake up and function throughout the day. It kind of sucks. I mean, that has got to be one of the worst parts of growing old.

Although, maybe this sounds a little strange, but I hear there is a time when you are older, like much older, like 70 and beyond when you require less sleep. And so can go to bed late and get up super early.

I'm totally looking forward to that day.

I know. It's weird. But I love sleep. Like, love, love, love it. And maybe that sounds conflicting to you, but because I love to sleep, it interferes with the other parts of my day. Plus, it is hard not being a morning person. I want to wake up all chipper and productive, but instead it's more like the Bride of Frankenstein meets Kate Gosslin. I'm all naggy and whiny and yelling AND I look crazy too.

It's not pretty.

So anyways, I love having the deadline today. BUT. If these kids cared about anything but themselves. I mean...... Because I have other responsibilities I am finding it super hard to get this thing done.

Do you know what I wish I knew how to do? Put a line through a word I pretended to scratch out. You know like instead of always saying Just Kidding, I could just type a line through it, so you could still read it but get the idea I was just joking. If anyone knows how to do that, please, send your knowledge along!

Oh by the way, last thought. My car is still broken. My sweet, sweet van will not work. Zach worked on it all last night and nothing. And he's like an automotive genius! We're not sure if it's going to be fine, or if since we finished paying it off if it is just going to give up on us. That would totally be our luck.

You think I'm joking? The same month we paid off Zach's car, I wrecked it.

The same month we paid of the Eclipse? It stopped working completely.

The same month we... No, that's all I got, but twice is enough for anybody. Right?

So now, we are totally stranded at home. Not that I mind terribly, I mean Zach and I shared a car for the first three years of our marriage and we totally made it work. I am not worried about that.

What I am worried about though, is walking AJ(Dora the Explorer. Soon to be the soaked to the bone, drenched, Dora...) to school in the rain. I'm not entirely sure what we'll do if there is thunderstorm around 1:00....

Well, if anything, it will be an adventure.


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  1. Sad truth for you: Older people do need more sleep - but they CAN'T sleep - so they get up and walk the floor at night. Then they need an afternoon nap - and if it is really bad, a morning nap, too. And they days go by, and it seems like all they do is sleep - because their waking hours are at night when no one else is up. Unless you live in a high-rise - then you can walk the halls and visit with all the other old night walkers! Just wanted you to have a heads up on the getting old part....
    Love ya!

  2. OK - that is NOT Rachel who said this! it is Helen Cloyd (aka Mom Cloyd)