Rotten Cologne on a Monday

It feels like Monday but it's TUESDAY.  Fistpump.  One day closer to another weekend.  Unfortunately, not a another Memorial-Day-3-dayer however, another opportunity to sleep in (or TRY to sleep in).  It is impossible for me to sleep in for the following reasons:

1.)  Kasia Lokelani Willis is like a 3 year old newly introduced to a "big girl bed."  She likes to come into our room, put her nose RIGHT up against my nose (until my eyelids open), and start wagging her HEMI-style tail into the night stand (creating a loud thumbing noise).  Kasia does this 4-5 times throughout the night.  I don't know if this is God preparing me for a new baby come August but, its certainly working. 

2.)  Potty breaks.  I had to pee 4 times between the hours of 8:45 PM and 9:15 PM.  You'd think I had been holding it for HOURS.  Only a trinkle.  Is trinkle a word?  Well, it is now.  Only trinkles come out.  Baby Willis needs to STEP OFF the bladder.

3.)  An endless chore list.  Yes.  Chores.  As a domestic goddess, there is a continuous cycle of laundry, cleaning, sweeping, etc to do.  Chris doesn't clean, unless I beg (which then turns into an argument).  Wait.  I stand corrected.  He helped me load the dishwasher last night.... and to be funny, he put all the clean plates in the fridge.  Sidenote-- Kasia creates a ton of the mess.  Her hairs form hair condominiums in the corners of our home, making it literally impossible for a shed-free space.  If anyone out there has ANY tips on how to overcome shedding dog syndrome, I'm all ears.

Taking full advantage of the past 3 work-free days, Chris and I tackled several projects.  Note, said projects were put into the procrastination pile.  OK, so we finished baby's room.  By finish I mean painted, closet organizer installed and pine paneling put up.

The above picture is a bit shoddy (taken by my now officially retired Blackberry Torch).  We are aiming for a rustic-little-boy's room.  There is a mounted large mouth bass (caught by Chris' uncle), a wooden "Gone Fishing" sign and some old barn stars to be hung on the walls.  Chris' mom will be painting a post on the opposite wall similar to the pic below:



Artistically inclined, Pat will be doing the post in a brown color (to make it look like wood), then doing the destinations using red, dark green and dark blue.  The names on the arrows will be places Chris and I have visited such as Key West, Maui, Gunnison, Winter Park, Park City, Lake Gaston, etc.  So, when its all said and done, Baby Willis will be sleeping in a room (hopefully) like a wooded cabin.

I registered for plaid bedding that is predominantly red and blue, and I'm going to ATTEMPT to make curtains.  I saw this tutorial on Pinterest where you take plain old canvas panels and paint (with wall paint) thick horizontal stripes.  Using the same color as the walls, I think this will be a cute way to tie it all together.

With the HUGE tupperware bin of garage sale scores (compliments of http://themonfortonnorton.blogspot.com/)  I tried to re-organize all of baby's clothes.  0-3 months, 3-6 months, 6-9 months and 9-up.  I'm looking for a dresser/changing table on Craigslist, so I can put all of his clothes (0-3 months) away.  The other stuff went in the closet.  This kid has way more clothes than me.

Since we lost one closet (baby's room), I had to reorganize the other two closets to make room for the other stuff.  Mission accomplished motherf**kers.  I purged 2 huge garbage bags of clothes.  I feel as if I received a free colon cleansing (minus the discomfort).  With the now empty HUGE tupperware bin, I packed away all of the clothes that don't currently fit my big, wide ass and had Chris put them in the crawl space (no basement goddammit).  I WILL WEAR THEM AGAIN.  As God as my witness.

Maybe someday, when we build our dream house, we will have closets to accommodate all of our crap.  Until then, I must stay ahead of the curve and continue to organize.







 

One last VERY IMPORTANT item..... there is someone in our office that is wearing the most HORRIBLE, foul smelling cologne.  No joke.  I think its Joop....  if you don't know what Joop is, google it, then find your nearest toilet/garbage receptacle to barf in.  It's sick smelling and I have no clue why someone might think it smells mildly acceptable.