January 13, 2011

Bad Mommy!

So I just realized, I'm totally slacking on my task of tossing things from my house. Bad Mommy. Bad Wifey....

Meh, it'll get done lol. I am still adding things to the box for freecycle. And in my defense, I did take some more toys to the dumpster this morning. Not that I wanted to walk up there. But Tori had school, and they weren't delaying the day. So I made use of the walk (aside from keeping her company) and toss out the 2 Wal*Mart sized bags of toys.

I've also tossed out some bottles of vitamins no one will use (you'd think that if it was like candy the young ones would love it, but nope the 4 year old hates gummy candy figures). Gave away a box of disposable nursing pads (I only used 3 and certainly don't need them anymore--it's been 8 months since I've stopped nursing and pumping) and a few Pampers wet wipe coupons.

So I have been getting things out. I just haven't remembered to keep track. To make sure I actually had at least 8 things.

But that's ok right? Stuff is still going out.

I can't be too slow about it though. Tori is having a birthday party next weekend. And of course I'm hosting it in our crummy trailer (no offense to anyone in a trailer, I know they can be great, I just hate the particular one we are in lol). And with all this clutter, it's bound to embarrass her.

This of course is assuming anyone even shows up. Last year we had 9 people confirm and 0 show. Poor girl cried for a couple hours. And I don't blame her. We did make up for it and took her to Denny's where they sang happy birthday and gave her all the hot chocolate she wanted free of charge (still had to pay for the dinner, bummer).

This year must turn out better.

Miles still has his rash. Means I'll probably be taking him back to the doctor for allergy testing. Ugh I'm not looking forward to that. I'm just sure they'll tell me it's something to do with our carpet. Not that I'm saying it's nasty. But seriously we can't afford to replace it! I mean, we'll do what we must so he doesn't have to suffer. But it will be one difficult task.

Speaking of Miles, him and his twin Emmit are starting to squeak in bed. Which means I must get moving. I'll probably come back in an hour or two. And I'll let you know if I got anywhere with cleaning and tossing (though I probably won't get far haha)

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