Because I’m French Fried…

this post is going to be a little random. Which you should be used to by now if you’ve read my blog for long. But I’m warning you fair and square, this chick is French fried. As in, my brain is unable to connect real ideas and form real sentences and thoughts. AKA: I should not be writing blog posts.

Here’s the scoop-diddle: I’m flying solo this week. With four kids. And a house that looked like this:

Because we cleaned out our garage last weekend, we took a whole bunch of schtuff to storage, but there was quite a few things I wanted to be enjoying…like our ice cream maker and glitter collection (obvs) so I brought all that inside. Which again left me with this:

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And then I painted the lower level Grey Owl by Benjamin Moore on Sunday morning. And then I felt like there was a bit of progress. But then it still looked like this: (only the walls were better)

You’ll understand why I cried my face off seeing Jarrod drive away Sunday afternoon to bask in the life of a hotel room with clean sheets and fluffy pillows and days filled with adult conversation and meals. Real meals. They variety that doesn’t consist of scraping someone’s cold mac and cheese off their paper plate. Ya, you get it.

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After the kids went to bed Sunday night I stayed up till 2am getting the kitchen in somewhat of a semblance of order.

Monday I was tired but I hit the lower level hard to get it back to normal. It helped that baby Vera took a really long nap, but after hours and hours of working again til 2am, the lower level went from that scary picture above to this:

And then to this:

And then to this:

And this is all terrific. But now I have some crazy back issue going on that causes a sharp pain in my heel when I bend over. Yes, in my heel. Someone please tell me what’s going on here.

Last night was the first of three nights that I could have very well been in bed by 10pm. Except I got sucked into trash TV and ended up watching Marriage Bootcamp until 12am. So stupid.

So now I’m back on the coffee IV and making my list for Lowe’s–going to get paint for Sister’s room. But I am not painting today…at least I’m not planning on it. But I am known to get crazy and just paint stuff.

Oh, and before I end this ridiculous post, you should know that I scheduled a massage for Saturday. I feel naughty because I just had a massage like 4 weeks ago. But dang it, I filled in my sticker chart and then some and I’m going.

For fun and sheer torture, I used Grammarly to grammar check this post, because apparently I like self-insult.  Grammarly told me everything about this post was wrong. Sorry about that. I will definitely be using this in school this year…its a great website. But for me, right now, we’re going to chalk up my misuse of commas to little sleep and exhaustion.

Thank you. 


  1. Loved this post, and totally made me laugh. I've been doing a massive organizational overhaul and my house has looked so awful all week. Thankfully our bedroom is finished and now just the school room is needing serious attention. But it is SO worth it. Now just need to energy boost to finish the job! =)


    After lots of giggling…I actually went back and had a lookie at the pickies…AND…you have made serious progress…2 am finishes and all!!

    Amazing how *heads down get it sorted* us mama's can be…and then heel pain (or the equiv) !!
    Go get that massage.
    You'll filled another sticker chart doing the walls!!
    M x

  3. Oh, wow! I like super duper love your writing!
    You is a funny girl ๐Ÿ™‚
    Humor helps, doesn't it? And stupid T.V. sometimes, too ๐Ÿ˜‰

  4. oh god…don't use grammerly on my posts…i suck. i am sure i failed english. and the funny thing is i want to write a book so i am guessing i will have to have a grammerly then..but only then
    and i love gray owl don't you? oh i am all over this house girl…i can't wait to be done with signs so i can jump in all the way. i am ready to take back my house..i LOVE your new tude and i don't know…i guess cause your post was not so grammatically correct i totally get ya…lol

  5. My our weeks have been similar. We dropper Royal off at the airport Saturday and have been getting photos from the White House, Arlington national Cemetery, National Gallary, Smithsonian ans so on.. All the while I'm home packing prepping for our mov on Monday. Work trainings are always so timely:) you place is coming along nicely. Love the color!!

  6. I'm super impressed. You've moved a mountain in no time, it would take me weeks. But get some sleep!! Oh and you totally deserve a massage ๐Ÿ™‚

  7. Ha! ๐Ÿ™‚ I've been painting too! I don't know what I was thinking when I decided to paint my laundry room with my 4 kiddos running around plus my sister's kids I was babysitting! Good work lady! Enjoy that massage.

  8. I love random posts! You are awesome! I hope the pain goes away fast and that the week without your hubby does too! Get some rest girl ๐Ÿ™‚

  9. I have LOVED these last 3 posts! You are an inspiration. I hope you feel better soon. Get some rest ๐Ÿ™‚

  10. Oh also, that weird pain thing could be from your SI joint being out of whack…that commonly happens after you have a baby.

  11. you are hilarious! I am sitting in a giant home school organization mess with many late nights and early mornings under my belt too…however since I have no baby to care for and a hubby in town, you win. when my hubby travels, he always tries and convinces me it is really "work" and not fun or relaxing…..but I'm not buying it….real food without the mess, a maid to make your bed and clean the bathroom, no nighttime duties as a parent….girl you go get that massage and a mani too!

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