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Car!

You’re going on a cross-country trip. Airplane, train, bus, car, or bike?

Well technically a 3500 large cab truck. The husband will be driving so that I can totally doze off in the front seat. Haha!

We actually were just talking about road tripping. But what I’m excited about it we are going to be getting a camper trailer. So eventually when we go on trips we will tow that around as well.

Which means no more hotels. No more random bathrooms. No more waiting for food.

The hotel one is a big thing. Because my husband and I are slight meat freaks. In the sense of, the hotel room is still not clean; not matter how much they do. So having a toddler run around touching everything. Licking things occasionally. Rubbing their face all over the floor. This makes my brain explode. But being in a camper trailer will mean the toddler is doing all of this in our own space. If it’s not super clean; I at least know the dirty.

Also, it will be our own bathroom. So if it has a weird smell of pee, I know it was one of the four of us. Unlike when you go to rest stops, fast food, or an unfortunate porta potty. Again think little kids. And bathrooms are full of germs. Blah!! So gross. Camper toilet sounds awesome.

Food. Food is hard now since I make everything from scratch. So the only place we can eat is cafe Rio. Only bowls. Cafe Rio is not popular everywhere. Also for some reason food seems to take forever. Especially when the whole car is hangry. So when we are hungry, we just pull over and I can whip up a lunch! More work for me, but less stress.

But yea definitely a truck. Airplanes are short, but the process before the flight is long and unbearable.

Train would be fun. But not realistic when the husband only has so much time off.

Bus…no. Nope. Can you imagine two wired kids, one infant, and two frustrated parents?? “And a partridge in a pear tree.”

Bike. Haha! Bike. Me biking. That’s funny. Maybe motorcycle, 8 years ago, with no kids. Again hubby in charge. But bicycle…I can do a trail and bike for a bit. Especially if I have a motor, but more than that, no thanks.

This was fun. 🤩

Haha! Kind of…

Are you superstitious?

I first saw this prompt and said, nope and skipped over it. But then I read some of the responses and discovered that I do indeed do some of the various things. But I would say it’s more lighthearted or comical; its just always done throughout my life, so it has just stayed.

I do the “knock on wood”. Haha! I never thought of this as superstition. Because I think everyone does this. You say something and in panic you knock on wood. That’s normal. And when I was younger my older brother would knock on my head instead….I figured out years later that he was calling my head wood. I was not a happy one…

My husband says that if he helps with the dishes then the weather will drastically change. Like if it’s a sunny day, it will suddenly snow! Or if it was calm, the wind would erupt and go crazy. Haha! But to his credit, when he does help occasionally it does snow, or pours, or the winds get up to 70mph.

True for me too. If I fold the socks… I have a basket for clean laundry, and in the bottom it naturally collects all the socks. And on a rare day I decide to fold them. I always say the weather is going to change since I’m messing with the socks. And it does sometimes, but less often than my husband.

I trust my gut. I don’t know if this superstitious, but everyone knows: when your gut squirms you listen.

These were the ones that stuck out to me the most.

Knocking on wood, doing dishes, gut, and socks. Those pesky socks…

We’ll have a fun weekend. If you want the weather to change, fold your socks or have your husband load the dishwasher, it might work.

Hmmm…I Know!

What activities do you lose yourself in?

Reading a book. I know before I said I rarely get to read, but when I do, I can’t put the book down. Even being a mama of three I have occasionally stayed up until 3am reading a book. That’s why it’s rare. Because I always feel terrible the next few days as I’m trying to recoup after my bad decision.

Painting. Drawing. I can just paint for hours. Once life is less crazy, I hope to just disappear to a shed and paint, paint, paint. Like I had a college painting class that was 6hrs long. Several of my classmates would complain that it was too long; whereas, I wanted more time in a day to paint. like yesterday I painted a Spider-Man painting for my son, and it took 3hrs to complete. But it only seemed like 2hrs.

Swimming. I love swimming. Even to this day. Yes, I’m out of shape, but I love swimming laps. I tend to forget about everything, as I enter into my bubble of the pool and just swim. Once I can swim more, I hope I could spend about 1hr a day swimming. It would be the best and safest way for me to get back in shape. Hopefully soon!

Dishes. Strangely enough I can lose myself in doing the dishes. I don’t like doing dishes, but if you have the right tunes, alone time, and the soapy water.

Folding laundry. Since I’m constantly doing chores I’ve tried to make them more enjoyable. I lay my new baby on the bed, I have music playing, and I get to folding. Again. I really dislike folding laundry, but if you have to do something you might as well make it fun.

Sitting in bed. When I finally get to sit in bed and relax, I tend to stay up too late. Like 11pm-Midnight. Just because it’s my first chance that day at complete silent alone time. I should be sleeping, because I’m exhausted. But instead I want to watch a movie, or write a blog post, or just be.

So I don’t know three of the six things I listed count as “activities” but that’s what my life consists of. When I’m not cleaning, cooking from scratch, changing diapers, homeschooling, or giving hugs.

Enjoy your Friday!! I had to just look to see what day it was. Haha! I wonder if that will ever change… but FRIDAY!!

Easy!

What are three objects you couldn’t live without?

Husband, kids, meat! Haha 😂

No let me think. Those would be my answers, but let me try and find three more personal items that I own.

1: My trusty chubby red. It’s my medium sized Dutch oven. I named it chubby red. I have a Bug red and a baby red. But the middle one can do various things.

2:My photos. All of them. I want to in the future do those picture books. I can always paint if I want art, but photos of my kids and memories can’t be replaced.

3: A collection of things. Mr. Pinky, my wedding dress, my ring, my locket, those type things. Because you can replace many things. But my wedding dress was discontinued, so I want to have the option to pass it down to one of my daughters. My ring could be passed down to my son’s wife if he wants. My locket was from my husband; it holds pictures of my kiddos. It could be passed down; maybe become an heirloom. Wright girls would wear it. Mr. Pinky….because he is so old already, I want to see how old he can become. He’s currently 30 years old!

This was fun. I sat in the couch looking into the house trying to discern what was important to me. I like my choices. But also my first choices too.

Enjoy your…Monday. Had to check. Haha!

Life…

If you think your life is chaotic…

I am a mom to two high energy kids. 6 & almost 3. And now I’m a mother to a 2 month old.

I cook from scratch for every meal, for every day.

I’m doing at least 3 loads of laundry a day to keep up!

My husband’s schedule shifts from day shifts to night shifts; that I don’t know what today is even. Oh, Sunday. I had to look.

But tack on top of this that we are trying to sell our house. So I have to keep the house showing ready. With those two rambunctious kids it’s almost impossible.

And we have our first showing tomorrow…at least I’ve been trying to stay on top of the house so it should be easy.

But if you are feeling overwhelmed today; just know there might be someone with a more chaotic life than yours. Relax and enjoy yourself if you have the time.

I do not. At least not until bedtime.

Have a great Sunday!

(Happy I know what day it is!)

Everything!

What’s your favorite thing to cook?

Since on my journey of making everything from scratch, I’ve found I love to make anything and everything. Baked goods, breads, Mexican foods, Chinese foods, Italian foods, Pizza, American foods, desserts, etc.

I make bread about twice a week. I make a baked good about once every two weeks. I make pizza once every two weeks. I make something chocolatey once a month; which involves making my own chocolate. I tend to cycle through all the types of foods. American, Italian, Mexican, etc. but u tend to make lots of Mexican foods because they are delicious!

Then comes a week where I’m not inspired to cook. I have many many recipes. More than you can imagine; but during this week none of them sound good to me. So ask the husband what he is craving. He gives his idea and I go on a hunt for a feasible recipe. So we try new things for a week; some are good and some are terrible. But it helps me to kickstart my drive to cook again.

I don’t really have a favorite thing to cook. I would say I love to cook foods that my husband is craving. I love to cook foods that my kiddos will devour without complaining. I love to make chocolate things just for me; but I always have to end up sharing.

It’s always a bummer to put in all that hard work of trying something new and it’s a flop. Because one you wasted your time, but you also have to make something else for dinner.

But I will say that bread is super easy now. Chocolate is super easy. Enchiladas is easy. Mac n cheese is easy. Pizza. Pudding. Pancakes. Etc. I could list many more. The ones I mentioned, I make either once a week or two-four times a week.

I even told my mother-in-law that it seemed like my day is spent making food, eating food, feeding a one month old, and cleaning up. Very true. Ha!

I hope your Sunday is filled with delicious foods.

Also. I’ve been making lots of hearty soups. My mother-in-law has been craving soups. Easiest meal ever! One pot! Yum!

This picture is kind of random, but mother-in-law asked if I had any idea to rearrange their living room. This was what I came up with. The colors aren’t exactly right but just so that she can show her husband the idea. Visual is always helpful when asking for a budget. Haha 😂

Hopefully it works for them. They have most of the furniture already.

This one is hard.

What’s the thing you’re most scared to do? What would it take to get you to do it?

I don’t know if I could pick just one thing.

I’m terrified to “swim with sharks”. You know those cages you can be put into to have sharks swimming around you…Nope! Nope, nope, nope! But I have no idea what it would take to get me to do it. Because I have the fear that if I was ever tricked into one of those, I would pass out from fear and my leg would slowly fall through one of the openings, and a shark would bite my leg off. So if as long as my leg or limbs could not be on the outside, and it was magically a huge cage with a small cage in the center. Maybe $1 billion dollars. Already taxed. So that my fear is worth while.

I’m terrified of snakes. All snakes. Obviously the poisonous ones are worst. I have no idea how old I was eight, nine, ten…something like that. I was at a cousins birthday party and they thought it would be fun to hire one of those people who brings different animals, and puts them on someone in the crowd. Again I didn’t know I was scared of snakes at this age. But I was randomly picked as the person. So he started off with a centipede, non poisonous, and placed it on my wrist. That was okay. He pulled out a giant non poisonous spider and placed it on my head. That was fine. (Not anymore, Nope!!). Then he pulled out a snake to drape on my shoulders. Yeah that didn’t happen. I was done. I don’t remember what I said to him, but he took everything off of me; I wonder if I threatened him…haha! But after that moment I’ve been terrified of snakes. My most recent snake moment was my daughter went to turn off the hose and she screamed. I came running and found a baby rattlesnake just under the faucet. I checked with my neighbor who knows snakes and she told me the type. I then proceeded to have a panic attack. Thank God He was looking out for my daughter in that moment; because I don’t know what I would have done. So I don’t know if there is any amount of money that would get me to hold a snake, non poisonous. Maybe another $1 billion dollars, already taxed.

Next. A Ferris wheel. I’m terrified of heights. I remember when I was maybe fourteen. Which would make my brother ten. He wanted to go on the Ferris wheel at the fair, but he couldn’t go alone. So I went with him; since my mom was like, Nope! I didn’t know I was afraid of heights. Oh believe me I found out quickly. My poor brother did not get to enjoy that ride at all. The booth would swing with movement. So there was me yelping my head off at any tilt, or if I caught a glimpse outside the window; and my brother who wanted to look outside and enjoy himself, but couldn’t. So this one is difficult, I could maybe go on one, if my husband took charge of the kids, and I could sit in a corner with my eyes clamped shut and holding onto something so much that my hands turn white. But if not…maybe $10,000 dollars already taxed.

Speaking in public. Public speaking is impossible. I’m terrible at it. Like truly terrible. So much so that I’m questioning whether to get back into coaching, because I’m so bad. But it also terrifies me. I don’t like people staring at me. And to publicly speak you have people purposefully staring at you. Nope! Will I do it again, I don’t know. And I don’t what would have to happen to get me to try again.

I’m scared of things that won’t happen and I’m scared of things that might happen. But money is the only thing that would motivate the insanity to do something so stupid. So that my family would get money incase something happened. But see I would rather be alive than have money. So it will never happen.

Procrastinating.

What do you complain about the most?

Oh. Let me tell you! I’m am good with almost anything, but procrastinating is not one. When something is said to be done, to me that means right then and now. Not weeks and weeks later.

I’m the person that wants things to be done as soon as possible. However, my husband does his best work under pressure. So if something has to be done by the 30th; it gets done by the 28th. Ahhhhhhhh! I was dying inside. He told me he had to get paper work done by the 30th, on the 18th….so do it the 18th; or at the latest the 19th. Not the 28th.

Or

Husband: “I really want to do this project,” ( not anything specific).

Me: “okay let’s do this!” I start brainstorming ideas. Clean up the area. Get the babies happy.

Three weeks later…we start.

It’s not that my husband does it on purpose. He’s just super busy; and when he finally has a day off he wants to relax and recoup. Understandable.

I just wish I wasn’t told until days before we were going to start the project. But the husband uses me as a pin board, he tells me so I can remind him of the things he said he wants to get done…eventually. I can understand, however (I like that word.) I can only take so much.

And sometimes I explode!! Especially when it’s something I want done. My limit of waiting is about a week. And by week two I’m annoyed and murmuring under my breath. By week three I’m fed up and attempt to do it myself, and fail miserably. And if I manage to make it to week four, I explode! Not a great look for me. But I last way longer than I used to.

And my husband knows that now. That he only has three weeks until scary lady comes out. But again my husband likes pressure, so he waits until two weeks and 5 days before he gets going.

Ha! This is great. As I’m writing about complaining about procrastination I’m getting annoyed about procrastinating. It’s pretty hilarious.

We’ll have a productive Wednesday!

The Plan

What would you do if you won the lottery?

The plan. It will happen. If I or really we won the lottery, it would just kick start the plan. But the plan will be completed with or without winning the lottery.

First my husband could quit his job. We wouldn’t have to wait to sell our house; he could just be done.

We would pay off debts because that’s normal. Since we won’t be winning the lottery, we will do this once we sell our house. Our fresh start will be just that. Fresh.

We would pack up all our stuff and start our next chapter. He wants to flip houses. Start a business with his dad. I would help with the design side of it all. I’ve always wanted to design and style houses; to me it a new way of art. This is the start of the plan.

With winning the lottery, we could buy our property and start building our end home. But since that’s not realistic we will wait until we can afford it. We will live small. Smaller than we have been; which seems crazy! But we can do if for a bit. We can live small and cheap until we can afford to buy a small house somewhere. It would be a fixer upper; that we would eventually rent or sell.

We would continue to flip. Until we could buy our big property and build our house with cash. We are not going to be doing the debt thing. Because once you start debt it just grows and grows like mold.

Once my husband believes we have made enough and invested money correctly we will be done. We will enjoy life. We won’t be going crazy with money. We will just live. If we want to flip houses it will just be a teaching moment for our kids, or if there is something shiny my husband wants to buy. Haha!

We will build or buy a house for my mom. So she doesn’t have to worry about anything. She won’t have to work. She could just live. And then my kiddos can grow up going to Grandma’s house. Which is a dream! We hope my husband’s parents live closer so they can also visit Nana and Pop Pop’s house.

Nothing special. The plan is just to invest our time and money in the beginning while we are still young, and correctly make the future we hope for possible.

I stopped saying what we would do if we won the lottery, because it’s not going to happen. We don’t play the lottery. Because as I said. We will do this plan with or without winning.

And lately I’ve been thinking, I’ve already won the lottery. I have an amazing husband. He has done so much for us to get to this point. That it’s not been easy for either of us, but we are still going strong. I have amazing kids! Even though they drive me crazy!! They are still amazing. I have the coolest mama ever! She is my best friend; still to this day. ❤️ I have great siblings and new extended family members. Family is the most important thing to me. Which is why it’s sad to live so far away from them. But with the plan, we hope to visit more often.

So really, I’ve already won the lottery. The best one to win.

Look at your life, and see if you have too?

A Good Leader…?

What makes a good leader?

To be fair.

To be honest.

To be non biased.

To be confident.

To be strong.

To be someone you would want to follow.

In a sense you should be proud of yourself. Your pride should be there because you take pride in the type of leader you are. Prideful leaders are always around. But you want the right kind of prideful leaders. Not ones that are proud to be in charge. But ones that are proud to be a role model in their place of leadership. That’s always a hard thing for people in power. Sometimes the power goes to their heads.

When I was on the swim team I was consider the leader for a small amount. But I always tried to be fair, honest, strong, and be someone that I myself would follow.

I struggled with being non biased and confidence. I would sometimes choose winning over wanting to include everyone. I’ve always struggled with confidence. Not when it was about just myself, but when I had to decided for other teammates. I would sometimes question myself. Being the leader is hard. But knowing what you struggle with, is the first step.

Being the swim coach was less stressful. In a strange way. I had more confidence in my decisions because I knew what my swimmers were capable of. Also being non biased was easier as a coach. Because winning races were part of being a team. So I had to put swimmers in races that could win first. But then also spread out the swimmers so we could place in multiple races. So I had to be diligent in my decisions. To win, but get as many swimmers in each race for points.

But these are just my experiences with being the leader. Others have didn’t ideas of what a good leader should be. Everyone is allowed their own idea.

Another is in our household. I am the leader of my kiddos unless daddy is home. And then he is the big leader. As my daughter says, “Daddy is the big boss, Mommy is the medium boss, I am the small boss, and brother is the Tiny boss. Sister is just a cute ball of love for now.” So I’m the medium boss; which I prefer. Now that I have so many different responsibilities; I prefer to know I don’t have to make the big decisions. My husband still discusses them with me, but ultimately it’s his decision.

Medium boss now must figure out dinner…maybe I’ll make my husband decide. I really dislike choosing. He does too, but he is the big boss, so Mwahahahahaha!!