There just never seems to be enough time in a day is there?

Zach is back in school.  He is so done with going to school and I can’t blame him.  I’m ready for him to be done too.  He has been going to school since about a year after we started dating….that means it’s been about eight years.  I’ve managed to get two degrees in that time frame, which I’m sure makes it harder on him.

Zach has never liked school, but he is a great student.  He reads EVERYTHING.  He follows directions to a T.  He is thoughtful and always puts forth his best effort, I don’t know if he knows how not to.  The reason school has taken so long is a few mistakes at the beginning, but mainly because he has only been taking about 2 classes a semester and he has taken a few semesters off here and there.

We sat down and realized that if he took a full schedule this semester and next, he could student teach a year from now and get his diploma.  At this point he is unsure if he really wants to be a classroom teacher, but at this point it’s just about getting the degree.  We’ve also realized that it is a huge challenge to go to school and have kids, so no more kids until we (he) is done.

So, Zach is currently enrolled in four classes.  Three he is taking right now.  Two are eight week classes with one 16 week class and then he’ll take another eight week class at the end of this eight weeks.  He is constantly doing school…or work…he rarely gets sleep.  I’ve been trying to help as much as possible and taking up a lot of the household things he normally does.  Part of school involves observations in classrooms, which takes his normal middle of the day hours that he is home.  It’s a challenge, but I’m convinced he will make it through this and we will be that much closer to putting school behind us (at least until Isaac starts kindergarten).

With Zach always being about school when he is home, I have 100% Isaac duty.  This is okay, and now that he is older and a bit more independent, it’s easier, but there are somethings that I just can’t do with him.  Mainly, I can’t run.  I dream about running – gliding over the ground.  Right now I’m not in good enough shape to run more than a few minutes, but I want to improve that, but that requires that I actually run and you can’t run with a kid strapped to your back.  A jogging stroller might help on the days that it is nice enough to go outside, but I have two problems with this: first, they are costly and second they are big and we don’t have much storage space.  So, I need a new plan.

My first plan entailed following a Nike+ training program.  Which would be wonderful if I could go running for 20-30 minutes everyday, but that is unrealistic today, maybe this summer.  So, my new plan is simple…walk everyday with Isaac and run when I can, even if it is just five minutes around the block.  In order to squeeze this time in, I have to change one major thing in my life….I must get dressed in the morning and put on shoes.  I know this seems silly, but working from home I tend to stay in my pjs all day…it saves on laundry, but it also causes me to be a bit more lazy.

So, starting Monday, dressed before I start work….hopefully this will help me add more time to my day.



I tend to keep the TV on during the day while I work.  It makes the time pass faster.  Somedays it’s all about the birthing shows, other days it’s a true crime drama marathon, or maybe I want to get lost in Ancient Egypt.  I try to mix it up so I don’t get too bored.  Today I found my self watching HGTV.

Most of the shows make you want to redo a room and make it beautiful and while I watched plenty of those types of shows today, one of the first was International House Hunters.  I think it’s good to see how people live around the world.  It makes me look at my own living situation so much differently.

You see…I’ve been getting a bit of a cramped feeling.  That coupled with the fact that we’ve lived in our house almost five years (and the plan was to sell it and buy a new one at the five year mark) and I’m getting the urge to move.  I just don’t know if it is the practical thing to do.

Regardless of what we do, it seems like decluttering is the thing to do.  Many times things in our house aren’t put away because there isn’t a place for it or you have to get the step stool, take out this box to get to the box that those go in…so instead we just throw it in a cabinet or pile it on top of something else.  I keep saying, “if I had a bigger place, I’d have enough room for everything so it would be easier to keep clean.” HAHA, right?

So, making this house “big enough” involves a two step process:

1. Stop Hording.  I’ve always had this problem.  I save something to be used at a later time, but later never comes.  I used to save my Valentine’s Day candy until the next V-Day, when I’d determine it was too old and throw it out.

2. Find a place for everything and keep it there.  A great example is the vacuums cleaner, which doesn’t have a home, so is currently in the middle of the hall, where we have to constantly step around it.

Today, I started with Zach’s bathroom, the laundry room and the linen closet.  Why not start with one?  Because the items these areas hold are all related and I found too many duplicates.  I wanted to start with the bathroom to clear out under the sink of things Isaac shouldn’t be able to get to, some of those things needed to go into the laundry room, etc, etc, etc.

I had a good start today.  It’s not done, but there is promise there.  I just had a cranky boy and then Zach got home and I had to go for a run and then I was tired and decided to write.  But the bathroom is done (minus taking out the trash).


It’s been bothering me lately that if you randomly happen upon my blog you might not know I’m a Christian and that’s just wrong.  So…


We don’t go to church…long story there…but I don’t believe I have to go to church to be a Christian and I don’t believe that everyone that goes to church is a Christian.  I do think that the people you surround yourself with (whether in person or online) help or hinder your relationships, including the one you have with Jesus.  I want my relationship to show, so that I can help others come to know Jesus.

Matthew 7:15-20

The Message: “Be wary of false preachers who smile a lot, dripping with practiced sincerity. Chances are they are out to rip you off some way or other. Don’t be impressed with charisma; look for character. Who preachers are is the main thing, not what they say. A genuine leader will never exploit your emotions or your pocketbook. These diseased trees with their bad apples are going to be chopped down and burned.”

NIV: “Watch out for false prophets. They come to you in sheep’s clothing, but inwardly they are ferocious wolves. By their fruit you will recognize them. Do people pick grapes from thornbushes, or figs from thistles? Likewise every good tree bears good fruit, but a bad tree bears bad fruit. A good tree cannot bear bad fruit, and a bad tree cannot bear good fruit. Every tree that does not bear good fruit is cut down and thrown into the fire. Thus, by their fruit you will recognize them.”


I haven’t been posting much, yet I have so much on my mind.  I’ve been trying to figure out why.  Okay, yes, I might have a little less time, but I don’t think that is the root of this problem.  I read a post today that hit home for me.

My blog postings started declining when I linked my wordpress to my facebook account.  This seems counterintuitive, as I linked them because I wanted more readers.  I like the connectivness I feel when people read and comment on my writings.  But now I always have in the back of my head, is ____ reading?  What if so and so read this?  It’s not that I don’t want these people to read, but I feel like I have to clean it up or something.

So, I’m stopping.  This will be my last linked post.  If you want to keep reading my posts (which will hopefully be more abundant now), you are going to have to work a bit for it.  The link will still be on my profile and you can always add the RSS feed to your reader.

My wordpress is a place for me to be me.  I can be passionate, driven, loving, hating, free, a teacher, a mother, or just a struggling human being.  This is me being raw.

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