I loved the movie “Bad Moms” for the same reason most of us moms did.  It’s freaking exhausting putting up with the bullshit of life.  There are always people who will make you feel bad because you didn’t do something a certain didn’t do it did it too much.

Can I just say it?  I’m so tired of being nice to people this week. I’m so tired of worrying what other people think this week.  I’m just really tired. I think it started when I updated the FB friends list.  Dude…you should try it, it’s sooooooo nice.   That same day, my son told me that if I wore those pajamas to the store, it would be embarrassing.  I actually had no intention of doing so, I just like to pick on him.  Then I watched that move with Exodus with Christian Bale last night.  I’m like OMG I need some commandments!


  1. Thou shalt not give a shit if kids are mad at me today because they do not like the massive amount of English they will be doing.
  2. Thou shalt not give myself dirty looks because I have yet to get my hair colored again and I can see grey!
  3. Thou shalt not feel bad that I’m about to eat this piece of chocolate cake for breakfast.  I’m tired and it’s Friday..
  4. Thou shalt not stay on the phone all day because I do not want to hurt anyone’s feelings by saying goodbye.
  5. Thou shalt not spend the entire day on this side of the window since it’s going to be so pretty today.

With that said…few more things I shall do…

  1. Thou shall soak in a bathtub later even if it means I’m ignoring everyone in the house including the dog.
  2. Thou shall serve prepackaged freezer food for dinner cause it’s Friday and I need a break…and driving for take out is just too far since I live in Nowhereville.
  3. Thou shall go shopping all by myself this weekend because I want to.
  4. Thou shall catch up on the DVR this weekend.
  5. Though shall have a bottle of wine….maybe two.




Facebook and I have a good relationship.  People use Facebook for all sorts of things.  Family and friend sharing, advertising, networking etc etc.  My personal Facebook should be something I enjoy and something I share with my loved ones.  I, however, noticed that I was “watching” my own post.  If I say this or if I say that, will I offend someone?  I wasn’t sure if I should post this and offend someone for guns/against guns…pro abortion/con abortion..and on and on and on.


While thinking my house needed a good cleaning…so did my Facebook. Damn it! It’s mine and I should be able to post whatever I want!  I removed everyone at my company who worked under me.  I removed the guy who owns the company.  (Good idea, since I was technically at work while posting away…)  I removed people I went to school with and haven’t spoken to or even commented on one of their post in the 10 years I’ve had a Facebook account.  Is it 10 years?  I think longer..sheesh.  I removed the people I felt the need to impress. I removed the people that I didn’t really like.  I mean, all in all, it was productive.


Also, anyone whose posts annoyed me..gone.  Anyone who added me 5 years ago for extra lives in Candy Crush..gone.  I’ve moved on to Word Connect.  Anyone who used to date someone I know…gone.  Good thing, too.  I’m not really good at behaving after a bottle of wine.  I mean, it was really amazing how many people I should have ditched forever ago!  They didn’t have to be bad people, just people I’m not close to.


I was simply amazed at how my circle of people came down to 219.  Honestly, I could probably cut it more than that, but this was a really good number to start with.   Well, 218.  My cousin passed away last year, and for the life of me, I couldn’t let him go on FB. Now, I no longer have to edit my own post to make sure John and Sally don’t see what I thought about or did.  I don’t have to worry if I have laundry on the table in the background, because the people on here are my true friends and family and could care less if my house is not spotless.  Good thing since it’s never spotless.

This took almost no time at all and I feel so much better.  It’s like a weight lifted off my shoulders.  Let’s face it…most of them won’t even notice they are removed! Now…about that cleaning closet, I think I need to clean it first!  Let the spring cleaning begin!


Decisions, decisions, decisions!  When I was younger, I totally killed my credit.  As many of you may know, credit can be a pain in the arse.  In my defense, I was young and stupid, and didn’t realize it would take me a decade to get it back to where it should be.  I got lucky, and had a parent who financed my home…which I spent 10 years busting my rear end to pay off.  Yay me, I’m a home a home that needs almost EVERYTHING updated or replaced now.  I am at the stage where I wanted to get a bigger house, a better house, a new house with zero work required.

I set about looking at houses and found the perfect house.  Five bedrooms, three bathrooms, and a kitchen to die for.   I love to cook, so it was pretty high on my list.  I looked at financing.  I could pay this house off in 23 years and have an interest rate below 4%.  The kicker?  I wouldn’t have to put a dime down on it.

Here I was, in the middle of a loan application, and it hit me.  People call it second guessing.  I personally call it realization.  I can sign these papers now, and by summer, be in my dream home.  Life would be so perfect.  However, I would have a house payment I had not previously had.   How long before the new wore off?  How much would it cost to update my house in total if I did one project at a time?  I would no longer be a home owner, I’d be one of the gozillion people in the world that had a mortgage, and worry that if I lost my job, I’d lose everything.

I would no longer have some of the financial freedoms I enjoy.  My kids are teenagers that won’t live here forever.  What the hell am I doing???  So many people would kill to have what I have, and here I am…trying to throw it all away???  If I can afford this house payment, I can afford to save this much money a month.  In two years, I could update 90% of the things I wanted to update on my old house, and I’d still own it.

That new house might be pretty and shiny, but it can’t give me what this old house can…security.  If I sign those papers, I’m destroying what I busted my rear for over the last 10 years…security!  So, sorry kids, that third bathroom will have to wait until Mom saves the money to buy it out of pocket!




Now, I try really hard for balance in life.  I work, I teach, and I maintain a home…ok, I didn’t say I do these things well…just that I do them.  I’ve learned that there are things that make my life less stressful.  I climb mountains, and I drink soothing tea.  I mean my tea even tells me these awesome little quotes!  Plus, I have hobbies that I’m hoping in time will produce money and get me out from behind a computer working countless hours every week.

However, there are some days that I’m just done.  Friday was one of them.  A holiday coming up,  a day that was twice as busy as I’d planned for, not one, but two virtual  meetings.  A house full of kids, end of month reports.  I always know that the end of the month requires reports…but add a holiday weekend to that, and I was done.  I was beyond done.  Then, without warning, after a quick 20 minute break where I went and bought my family take out because I couldn’t find time to fix dinner, even though I was working from home…I cracked.  I wrote a long, drawn out email to my boss where I stepped down from my position.  I stepped away from the computer and I poured myself a drink.  (Not the kid friendly kind.)

After a couple of drinks, when my sanity returned, I emailed boss and took it back.  Lucky for me, he was very understanding about the whole thing…and told me to have another drink.  Sometimes, we really just need a drink!

Now, it’s Sunday, and I’m spending my day on the bed watching Hallmark with a laptop…not working, but reading blogs, something I don’t get to do as much as I’d like!  Yay for Sunday!

The moral of the story…take a break when you need it!   This is the most useless, best day I’ve had in a very long time!



Every year, on my birthday, I think of all the wonderful things I will do…and I never do them.  Every year, I say this year will be different…but it isn’t.  30 didn’t hit me quite as hard as 35 seems to be. I think it’s because 30 seems like the “adult” age..and 35 seems like the “too old to keep wearing my clothes from the juniors section” age.  That..or my expanding huge arse.  This year will be different.  LOL

I am actually not just saying it…I’m doing it.  I’ve wanted to venture into something besides this boring, time consuming for something that pays the bills but doesn’t make me happy work for a very long time.  I love building things…and so does the hubs.  This year…I bought a table saw…a jigsaw…a sander…and another contraption that I can’t remember the name of to bore holes into furniture…and a router!  I’ve googled plans and watched tutorials…

I even made a tote bag…sewing may not be a thing I do for anything more than fun…cause I suck at it, but it’s fun.  It’s more of a hobby.

I’m totally digging the furniture thing though…I’m seriously handy with this junk…and even better…the hubs is!  I’m thinking a little side business…maybe more in the future!


Farmers table…it has matching benches as well.  Good thing I married a large man to haul things in the house!


I honestly can’t see myself working 50 hours or more a week sitting at a desk for the rest of my life.  It doesn’t motivate me, and it doesn’t make me happy.  Life is just to short.  At this point in my life, I have to consider if making money is more important than the time and the memories I make with my family, and I really don’t think it is.