Cabin Fever
Description
Surviving a Long-Term Affair and Saving a Marriage
Transforming Communication and Parenting in a Troubled Marriage
Healing a Marriage by Confronting Insecurities and Building Trust
Religious Differences and Strengthening Marriage Bonds
The Affection Gap: Bridging Emotional Distance in a Long-Term Marriage
Workplace Dating Detours
When Blind Dates Go Wrong
Comfort Vs. Fulfillment In Modern Dating
Demanding Respect and Openness in a Relationship
Get Outta My Dating Pool
Seeking Clarity and Connection in Dating
Gym Flirting 101
Finding Balance in Love After Loss
So I'm not exactly snowed in...I suppose I could go out but I am hearing reports that the roads aren't fantastic and I don't really need to go out so why risk it. I typically don't mind the down time to catch up on movies I've wanted to watch, stitching I wanted to do, books I wanted to read, etc. I really and truly enjoy being alone and existing inside a quiet and calm space. I love the luxury of doing exactly what I want to do when I want to do it. I love the freedom that comes with having nowhere to be and doing whatever your heart desires.
Apparently my heart desires cleaning my room and washing my bed sheets, duvet cover, pillow cases, body pillow case, etc. I hate cleaning...honestly hate it. I forget to dust until I go to turn off my alarm clock and my fingers come away grey with dust. It's gross but true. The only thing dusted in my room is my computer table where my laptop sits (because I use it everyday) and my sink area (cause it's gross to wash your face and brush your teeth in filth). I also have piles of clothes all over my room. They stay there until they drive me nuts or I trip on them in the middle of the night trying to get water or pee. At that point they just get picked up and thrown into the corner by my closet...and there they sit until wash day.
My bookcase has turned into a jewelry hold all, a coach wristlet swapping station, and a all around junk clusterfuck. It is a sin because I have amazing books that I would LOVE to showcase (not that anyone else in my family gives two shits about a good book) but where do I put all this crap? If there is a surface in my room it has something on it. I am not a hoarder...well maybe slightly. I feel bad throwing away cards or things people give me...then it all gets to be too much and I purge everything.
I do mean everything. I go on a crazy binge. I throw out anything I don't need...and by need I mean need to live, breathe, exist...everything goes! Any clothes that happen to annoy me straight into a bag for goodwill or purple heart. I clean house. When I clean it's a 3 day adventure into every drawer and every corner of the closet and I am left feeling pretty good about all I have acomplished. Today feels like one of those days. It's pretty bad when even I can't stand the mess my room has become.
My grandmother is convinced I'll never be able to get married and keep a household neat. Well, yeah, no crap! The funny thing is anything I use in the kitchen gets cleaned immediately, the living room is spotless, I don't like clutter and mess in places where everyone sees it...but my room...forget about it. FEMA may be sent in here at any given minute to make order out of this natural disaster of a room. I should probably wear a hazmat suit. Okay..it's not that bad...it's just super cluttered. Time to de-clutter. Wish me luck. I sincerely hope I can find my way out of this again at some point today!
If I don't show up...please send help to dig me out!
Oh...and thanks for not un-following me for my drunken post last night! :-) Love ya's.
Transforming Communication and Parenting in a Troubled Marriage
Healing a Marriage by Confronting Insecurities and Building Trust
Religious Differences and Strengthening Marriage Bonds
The Affection Gap: Bridging Emotional Distance in a Long-Term Marriage
Workplace Dating Detours
When Blind Dates Go Wrong
Comfort Vs. Fulfillment In Modern Dating
Demanding Respect and Openness in a Relationship
Get Outta My Dating Pool
Seeking Clarity and Connection in Dating
Gym Flirting 101
Finding Balance in Love After Loss
So I'm not exactly snowed in...I suppose I could go out but I am hearing reports that the roads aren't fantastic and I don't really need to go out so why risk it. I typically don't mind the down time to catch up on movies I've wanted to watch, stitching I wanted to do, books I wanted to read, etc. I really and truly enjoy being alone and existing inside a quiet and calm space. I love the luxury of doing exactly what I want to do when I want to do it. I love the freedom that comes with having nowhere to be and doing whatever your heart desires.
Apparently my heart desires cleaning my room and washing my bed sheets, duvet cover, pillow cases, body pillow case, etc. I hate cleaning...honestly hate it. I forget to dust until I go to turn off my alarm clock and my fingers come away grey with dust. It's gross but true. The only thing dusted in my room is my computer table where my laptop sits (because I use it everyday) and my sink area (cause it's gross to wash your face and brush your teeth in filth). I also have piles of clothes all over my room. They stay there until they drive me nuts or I trip on them in the middle of the night trying to get water or pee. At that point they just get picked up and thrown into the corner by my closet...and there they sit until wash day.
My bookcase has turned into a jewelry hold all, a coach wristlet swapping station, and a all around junk clusterfuck. It is a sin because I have amazing books that I would LOVE to showcase (not that anyone else in my family gives two shits about a good book) but where do I put all this crap? If there is a surface in my room it has something on it. I am not a hoarder...well maybe slightly. I feel bad throwing away cards or things people give me...then it all gets to be too much and I purge everything.
I do mean everything. I go on a crazy binge. I throw out anything I don't need...and by need I mean need to live, breathe, exist...everything goes! Any clothes that happen to annoy me straight into a bag for goodwill or purple heart. I clean house. When I clean it's a 3 day adventure into every drawer and every corner of the closet and I am left feeling pretty good about all I have acomplished. Today feels like one of those days. It's pretty bad when even I can't stand the mess my room has become.
My grandmother is convinced I'll never be able to get married and keep a household neat. Well, yeah, no crap! The funny thing is anything I use in the kitchen gets cleaned immediately, the living room is spotless, I don't like clutter and mess in places where everyone sees it...but my room...forget about it. FEMA may be sent in here at any given minute to make order out of this natural disaster of a room. I should probably wear a hazmat suit. Okay..it's not that bad...it's just super cluttered. Time to de-clutter. Wish me luck. I sincerely hope I can find my way out of this again at some point today!
If I don't show up...please send help to dig me out!
Oh...and thanks for not un-following me for my drunken post last night! :-) Love ya's.
Début de l'événement
24.03.2027
Fin de l'événement
24.03.2027