Monthly Archives: May 2012

The Revamp

Ok, not literally, but I’ve felt frantic the last few weeks. Once again, I’ve piled too much awesome on my plate and now I need to hop off this freight train and just watch the world around me move at a slower pace.

I’m starting with baby steps.

I used to be pretty bold when I was a manager, I have the ability in me to accomplish a huge amount of things and to say “no” to my kid just fine, plus I used to be the boss of over 40 people so I’m fairly decent about putting my foot down when I need to.

I’ve been soft though. I’ve let nonsense and obligations creep into my life that aren’t fulfilling me. I’m bad at faking it or pretending to care when I really just don’t. However, some of my obligations at the moment impact more than just me, so (much like Wilson Phillips) I will “hold on for one more day.” (I’m sorry, that was terrible. You are fully allowed to hate me now.)

So here’s the baby step I started with tonight….my closet. Several times a year I clear it out and donate things or throw things away. But for years I have held onto certain things thinking that maybe someday I’d suddenly have all of these amazing events that would require me to bring 14 pairs of completely different black heels. What the hell am I thinking with this many black heels anyway? I don’t even like wearing heels!

Some things just don’t fit and I’m going to stop lying to myself that they will in the future. It’s depressing to look at the cute skirt that you haven’t fit into in 4 years and think that any day now you’ll be able to just slip it back on. I did, however, keep a few sentimental tshirts and some crazy teal shoes that I could probably only get away with wearing in Las Vegas. I need a little comfort of memory and a pinch of denial in my life, I’m ok with it.

There’s a giant bag that’s being donated tomorrow. I have big, empty spaces in my closet, and it feels good. Now I just need to apply this same logic to my calendar and we will be all set!

Over the next few weeks I’m going to be reorganizing my surplus food, getting back to some hardcore meal planning (I’m going to see if I can get my grocery budget to just $30/week!), and planning out next year’s homeschooling.

Oh, it’s a lot, but I’ve got a farm to get off the ground this fall, so things need to get done, and “no thanks” needs to come out of this mouth a little more often.


2 Months; Home

On Saturday we went to a bonfire (that technically wasn’t really a bonfire since we were still under a Burn Ban and had to put the fire out about an hour after it was lit). That morning I worked at the farmers’ market. In both places I saw people I knew, in some cases, I saw the same people in both places.

At the party I was talking to my friend Allison of Homesprout about blogging. She said she noticed I hadn’t put anything up in some time. It’s true.

Over 2 months have passed since I put anything in this space. I’ve had lots of lots to talk about, but somehow it never made it here.

We’ve made delicious meals, been fun places, friends have been married, veggies planted, veggies sold, bees placed in hives, spring cleaning completed, and general hanging around together as a family.

I’ve tried to keep things humming along over on Facebook for anyone who follows me over there. I’ve posted about several things over at From Scratch Club:

Prepping for the arrival of my beesĀ  and when I finally got them.

When Jack and I went to the Women’s Farming Conference.

And when we all at squirrel.

In these last two months Chris has left the Navy, and just this week started a new job. A regular, civilian job, and it’s glorious. Jack and I have taken countless trips to many really cool places. The outdoor markets have begun and I got to hire and train a lot of great people for the summer. I helped get little plants ready to sell at our annual Plant Sale at church.

And I realized I’m finally home.

In one month one of my best friends will move away. Her husband is about to leave the Navy too. This is all very bittersweet.

I’m used to the leaving, the packing, the moving…because it’s always us that are going somewhere else.

It occurred to me the other day that as of this summer, I will have lived longer under this roof than in any place since high school. This summer will only mark 3 years. That sounds a bit batty I’m sure, especially to people who still live in the town they grew up in.

Being at the market and bonfire I realized I don’t just have friends here now, I have a lot of friends. There are so many people I know in this little corner of Upstate New York. From here on out, it’s me who will wave goodbye to the last of the Navy families I know who will eventually leave this place.

It is a strange and comforting feeling all at the same time.

When I was little and we moved a lot I always wished I could somehow bring all my friends together in one place so I could see all of them constantly, because I missed my old friends so much. I assumed as an adult you just didn’t have to worry about that, because why would you keep moving so much?!

Well I just kept moving all around, but I think I can safely say I’m not going anywhere for awhile. The nerd in me still wishes teleportation was real, so that I could see my friends on a whim, but in the meantime I suppose I’ll just stick with facebook.