KonMari-ing the Husband

I keep forgetting to post updates, but I finally took an afternoon to get through Brian’s things and it’s mostly done!

I didn’t actually make him hold everything and decide if it sparked joy, but it’s done and the veterans are getting another 4 lawn and leaf bags!

There’s obviously still some work to be done, but it’s like a decluttering snowball… I’m in the zone, just wishing I had more time to work!

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Back in the (Bulletproof) Saddle Again…

It has been a bit of a struggle, but I’m back into the ketogenic way of eating, over the keto flu, and I’m guessing fat- adapted because I’m feeling more energetic! Score!

Just wanted to share with you my favorite thing about the ketogenic WOE. It’s probably the highlight of my day. Bulletproof coffee!

I’d first read about it when I was researching the Paleo and AIP diets. To be honest, it sounded gross! BUTTER? In coffee? But I gave it a shot and made Brian try it too, and it turns out we loved it!

A couple tweaks to the formula, and we’ve got our breakfast, sometimes lunch and sometimes dinner perfected!

Here’s my recipe:

10 ozs brewed coffee

1 tbsp grass-fed butter (we use Kerrygold salted butter l

1 tbsp heavy whipping cream

1tbsp MCT oil (or coconut oil)

1 tsp sugar-free flavored syrup (I use Skinny Syrups)

Add all ingredients to a Ninja blender cup and blend for a few seconds. Pour into a mug and enjoy!

It’s like a creamy, yummy latte that beats paying for Starbucks!

Konmari (kind of): Clothing

Ok so I scheduled a babysitter for the afternoon today now that our California Closet is complete and the master floors are in!

After reading The Life- Changing Magic of Tidying Up, I was dying to get going!

I’m realistic about the amount of clothing I own, so I really thought I’d get to tops only today. Maybe start bottoms. However, once I got going, I flew through almost all of it!

To set the stage, I wore comfy clothes and running shoes, instead of finery like Marie does. I also opted for the 90s music channel instead of silence or classical music. I’m not ashamed to say Wilson Phillips gets me going!

So I bopped, sang and rapped my way through maybe 3 1/2 hours of sorting, purging and organizing. I kept things that made me happy, that I wear. Not the things that I’ve held on to “just in case” or because someone gave it to me as a gift. Let’s face it, I have my favorites, my go-to pieces, and I tend to ignore all else.

The end result was 5 lawn and leaf bags chock full for poor Brian to lug downstairs so I can donate them. I’m left with only things that make me happy and that I’ll actually wear.

I love my closet!

The one section of hanging space was unfortunately too short for my tops to hang, so I’ll have to ask California Closets to come raise that shelf for me, but otherwise I must have purged the magic number because everything has a place. I can tell at a glance everything I own! And I don’t have any off- season clothes stored away! The only clothes I have elsewhere are my fancy dresses in the basement closet. I’m ok with that!

I even Konmari folded the clothes in my drawers!

Brian’s first statement was “yeah that’ll be like that for a day.” But I’m like, “no way! Do you understand how happy this makes me?”

I can’t wait to cart out the bags of donations and the empty bins and start on the next category: books!

Kickin’ 2018’s Butt

Well, trying.  After a holiday week – and then some – of binging (belated holiday wishes!) I am back on the ketogenic way of eating.  Trying to get back in a rhythm that I was in before the holidays tanked me.  I’m slowly returning to keto food prep and attempting one new recipe a week that’s keto-friendly.

I’ve also read The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up by Marie Kondo, and we have redone our bedroom and master closet and now I’m ready and raring to go on that!!  Tomorrow begins The Great Purge of 2018, which is the year I’ve decided to KonMari the sh*! out of my house!!

I’m also working with Easton more on his phonics and reading, which is an area he is having a bit of trouble with, and the mom guilt is shaming me for it.  So I’m pledging each day to read with him and work on his letter sounds and sight words.  So far he is loving the readers I printed out and all of the Level 1 books I’ve purchased that he can read and learn to read.

Also in this year is my journey to return to playing soccer.  I’ve been out for a couple years due to a concussion and post-concussive symptoms, but a piece of me has been missing ever since, and I’d like to attempt to get back out on the field, if only for pickup games.  Along with that is my goal of just getting back in shape, since I’ve gotten far off track in that area.  (It’s sad when I have to sit after 2 flights of stairs!)

Plus I have some amazing trips and events planned this year that I’m really looking forward to, and basically I want to share all of it with you guys.  It’s really selfish though because writing it down and getting it out is totally therapeutic for me, but hopefully you guys enjoy the ride too.  Please comment, comment, comment with helpful suggestions and share your own 2018 journeys!!!!

Riding the Roller Coaster…

So to piggy back on my previous post, I wanted to follow up on my day. I did go to pick up my kids, and I was so excited to see them. They came running out of their classroom, all excited to give me the presents they’d made for me for Christmas, and to tell me what was in the packages before I could open them. Again, fighting back tears. But this time, they were tears of overwhelming joy.

I’m so so so lucky. I have amazing children that bring me these low lows but also these ridiculous highs, where I can’t even believe that I get to be their mom. It blows my mind.

It brings me on the ups and downs, but it always evens out to a contented peace. Like this is where I was meant to be.

❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤

Oh, This Is Us, You Get Me Every Time…

I didn’t want to watch.  I’ve had 3 episodes on my DVR since November: Number One, Number Two and Number Three.  I went from a person who couldn’t wait to have a night alone to watch and cry along with the Pearson’s, to a person who was scared to watch because I was afraid I’d cry too much.  I saw in the previews that Kate was going to suffer a miscarriage.  I couldn’t do it.  I couldn’t watch someone else go through that.  I’ve been there.  And this show just has a way of portraying emotions in such a real, raw, honest way, that it’s impossible not to feel all the feels along with the characters.

Yet, here I am.  10:50am, sitting on my bed trying to make a Christmas music playlist, fighting back tears.  I fully prepared for the event.  I have a venti caffe latte by my side.  That was my defense against the feelings.  I thought I could watch the show without becoming upset.  I thought that a latte and Christmas music would negate the sensitive subject matter.  Wrong!  This show breaks down any defenses!

However, I have to leave to pick up my kids from school soon, and I find myself anxious to get to them and hug all of them.  I find myself sad for loss, but thankful for what I was given.  I can’t wait to see those smiling faces and listen to them tell me about their school day.  And hug them super tightly.

So thanks, This is Us, for making me feel all the feels.

I love Costco, but…

WTF is up with people loitering around the free samples????

While you’re waiting for your frozen cream puff to defrost, I’m trying to navigate our 2-cart caravan by you!

While you are oblivious to the world around you, tasting your PopChip like its a fine wine, I’m not- so- patiently waiting for you to move out of the way.

While you are standing in the aisle feeding your kids a free lunch from sample carts, I’m the one giving you “the look”, hoping you’ll take a subtle hint.

Costco, I seriously love you, and my kids actually look forward to our weekly visits with you, but please. PLEASE lay off the sample carts! Make a sample room. One aisle of all samples. Samples on the roof. In the parking lot. I don’t care. Just not in each aisle. Some people aren’t there for lunch! Some of us like to get in and get out in record time. And those people who are in their own little sample world ruin it for the rest of us.

Ok, rant over.