Not long ago, we hosted dinner guests. I had already determined that I wouldn’t be doing extensive preparation for them for many reasons: I’m busy and tired and don’t particularly enjoy housework anyway. They have a small child and know the challenges that go with keeping house while child-rearing; I relied on the “mom sympathy”… Read More »
Wow. We’re almost back to school, and I’m overjoyed with ecstasy I hate to see the summer end. We’ve gotten into some really bad habits this summer, though, which bears a direct correlation to my Type 1-ness and my P-ness (on the Myers-Briggs profile), I’m afraid. We’re going to bed too late and waking too… Read More »
I discovered something last week. No truer words have ever been spoken than: A stitch in time saves nine. You see, I have fallen off and on the wagon of daily routines and housekeeping “maintenance.” I have been a FlyLady devotee—and I have wallowed in my dirty laundry. (I’m great at exploring all places on… Read More »