Some time on Sunday we were all hanging out in the family room, which was a disaster. I looked around at the mess and commented on how it was too bad we didn't get any chores done this weekend. MD laughed and said, "Uh, speak for yourself sweetheart." And I realized he had cleaned the living/dining room (to be fair, I vacuumed it), done a few loads of laundry, and spent several hours out in the yard, taming the rose of sharon bushes, breaking ground for a vegetable garden, and mowing the lawn. Oh, right. So I promised to pick up the slack this week.
And that hasn't happened. I've been focused on nightweaning - more about that in a few days - and, I don't know, reading blogs, at night. The mornings have been exceptionally chaotic, except for this morning and I, uh, read blogs. (Speaking of - pictures of Tori Anne, Cecily, and Charlie are up!) It's the week before my period is due, and although the zo!oft is definitely taking the edge off, I still find myself unusually tired, hungry, and lethargic. Where the z makes the big difference is emotionally. I've been a little crabby, but let's all be honest. That's my normal state of being. Otherwise, I'm holding it together and that's a relief. So, if I go off the diet for one meal - why oh why did my husband make cheeseburger pie, of all things?? which of course must be accompanied by french fries and no actual vegetables - and loose a little domestic momentum, it's a small, small price to pay.
And look, I did accomplish something this week! I made pj bottoms for Jamie!
A little over a week ago, I didn't have any clue as to how a sewing machine works. But I borrowed my sister's machine that she's never used, and while I was home with Jamie for memorial day/hfm, I taught myself how to sew. I finally finished up last night, and now we'll have to see if they survive their first washing. I'm ridiculously proud of myself, and have all kinds of big plans about pillows and curtains and diapers, hey, even pjs for the whole family !
But seriously, I've been dying to bust out creatively for awhile. When we bought our house five years ago it was in such sad shape that all our extra time and energy was put into fixing it up. We're not quite done, but it's more than livable at this point. We took a break when Jamie was born and this summer will be wrapping up everything but the bathrooms and now that Jamie's older and I'm thinking of myself as something other than a mom, the itch to create is back. I used to do a lot of cross stitching (and there's a christmas stocking that I started for MD years ago that is so complex it will probably take most of my lifetime to finish) but it doesn't really interest me anymore. I thought about knitting, and instead decided to take crocheting up again and that went nowhere. I've always wanted to learn how to sew. I like to be able to do things for myself, and the ability to craft actual, wearable, clothing or to save money on decorating has always been appealing to me.
Speaking of doing things for myself, I'm thinking about this vegetable garden that will hopefully get planted this weekend. If we managed to grow a decent amount of tomatoes and other veggies I want to try canning this fall. I know a tiny bit about it and I have plenty of time to research it. I have a ton of vacation days to use this year and no money to go anywhere, so I think I'll use the time to learn some new, fun, money-saving skills. And to paint a few door frames that have needed my attention for, oh, 3 years or so.
