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Five Years of Blogging

The other day WordPress was kind enough to let me know that it was my five year anniversary of blogging. Happy Anniversary to me and BulgingButtons! And thank you, to each and every one of you who has read anything I have written. The kind feedback this blog has generated has been quite amazing to me.

When I begin, I thought I would be writing about my weight loss and fitness struggles. Here we are, five years later, and I am still struggling. In fact, I might be struggling more now than ever. Still, many of you have been with me since the early days, and have shown nothing but kindness, encouragement, and support.

No longer is this simply a blog about weight loss and the struggle it entails. It has become a reflection of my life in general. Family, relationships, teaching, and my world outlook have all found their way onto this website. My little corner of the Internet is where I plop things down for all of you to see. Sometimes I’m proud of what I’ve written, and other times I cringe a little when I hit the publish button, but it’s all authentic. It’s all from the heart.

Thank you for hanging out with me at Bulgingbuttons. Let’s keep supporting one another, and keep on keeping on.


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Stop. And Breathe. Crisis Cleaning Rears its Ugly Head

garbiketa.jpgI’m working myself into fits and I need to stop. I feel like I’m spinning in circles, rushing from one room of my house to another tidying this, straightening that, dusting this bit off, putting this thing away at last, only to to see a thousand more of these items to do. It’s productive, to a degree, but it’s making my anxiety level climb, so here I sit. Breathing. Good.

Why all this nervous rushing about? Because after living in this house for four years my friend is finally coming over to see it. My friend, whose beautiful new(ish) home I saw for the first time a couple of weeks ago. My friend, whose home is perfect.

I know, I know…

I’m NOT comparing my home to hers. They are different. We are different people at different stages. I have a dog (yep, blame it on the dog… she won’t mind), my friend doesn’t. I have a college kid here for the summer, she doesn’t. I have a blended household, she doesn’t. I work full-time (except in the summer, but shh), she doesn’t. Still, her house is CLEAN, and mine? Well, it isn’t.

So here’s what I’m going to do. I’m going to post this (yep, warts and all) then drag out the vacuum cleaner, see if I can find some Windex, and call it done. Oh wait, I’m supposed to meet her in half an hour and I haven’t brushed my teeth yet. Yeah, maybe the other stuff just won’t happen. She’ll love me anyway, won’t she? I hope so. And exhale…


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Where Does the Day Go?

You know the old saying, if you want something done, give it to a busy person? Well, I feel like I’m not busy (since I’m not working this week) but, boy do I feel busy.

How do I get all those things done that I do during the school year? When do I grocery shop and do laundry, let alone go to the dentist, the bank, or, heaven forbid, the cable tv store to get a replacement remote? My non-work pace is slower, to be sure, but I still feel pulled in too many directions. I think it’s me, because really, I don’t have a whole lot I HAVE to do.

Sure, there are many things I SHOULD to do, but are they critical? No.

I should organize my studio (fancy way of saying office/craft room, but I like studio better).

I should rearrange parts of my kitchen that aren’t working well.

I should give my house a deep cleaning.busy-schedule_large.jpg

I should do some gardening.

I should clean out my closet.

I should do some editing of my manuscript.

I should read the professional book I just dropped $40 on.

I should restore my dining room to its former neat and tidy self.

I should exercise. Okay, I really should do this one.

I should plan a menu for the week, so we don’t end up grazing all week.

I should shop around for new car insurance.

I should take a closer look at all of my finanaces and make sure I’m not wasting my money.

I should write more.

So many I shoulds. We all have them. They suck the life out of me if I let them. I need to plan an organized attack on some of them and let others go, at least for now. Deep breaths. Prioritize. I can do this. So can you.