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What’s That…? Could It Be? Why, It’s…

The weather is cool! The air is crisp! This is the time of year when I feel rejuvenated and alive, frolicsome, even… like a spastic little filly in a field of rolling laundry. That “warmth” and “sunshine” crap is for the birds. The Skinny Minnie’s of the world can have Spring and definitely Summer. The only thing hot weather is good for, in my book, is making avocadoes. And… That’s it. Crawfish maybe? But other than that, all it’s good for is making me want to curl up on the kitchen floor and rock while complaining about everything in the universe and wait until the outdoor thermometer hits <72 degrees. Especially obtrusive here in the South, the very air itself feels like it’s actively trying to strangle me. “Why do I even live here?” is a thought I have with shocking regularity. Heat makes me want to do no things. Except murder, which is no good for anybody.

But that has all changed! At least for now, Fall is here!

TEA Pumpkin Spice eCard
A friend posted this on my Facebook page, and it’s true- that white girl is me

So, with the French doors open wide, coffee in hand and yoga pants snuggly in place, I’m ready to spend more time blogging about my list of stuff I need to get done than I actually devote to the tasks listed!

I used to spend more time crouched over my keyboard, determined to be Internet Famous for at least a hot minute- before launching my still-in-the-works book and rocketing off into Never Never (Clean House Again) Land- but have since decided ain’t nobody got time for that. Besides, when I realistically thought about it, I did think it would be rather like Suburban Snapshots’ experience with the attention of the Interwebs: Cool, yeah, but pretty much equally a pain in the ass surrounded by anonymous buttholes. Don’t get me wrong, I’m going to be legit countdown-to-the-breakdown famous one day for channeling my unceasing inner creativity into words for people’s consumption, but my cutesy little online outlet ain’t gonna git ‘er done. I still love TEA, and will continue to use it to feel super special, but it’s the book(s) that are going to do the thing.

That is something else I’ve been making more progress in, what with the free high courtesy of the temps below Hell Fire degrees, but I digress. After Googling “belly button as adult” and learning everything anyone never cared to learn about the navel (I suddenly had an intense urge to know what it’s connected to on the inside of an adult torso, which is nothing, I think), I made up my mind to come here, post my list (super dense because The Hubs will be home in just two sleeps!), and get to work. I heard it’s supposed to warm up later today, and I don’t want to get caught Cinderella-style with one shoe on and pumpkin all over the place.

To the list!

  • Coffee
  • Useless and unnecessary Googling
  • Blog
  • Laundry
  • Folding
  • Put away-ing
  • Unload dishwasher
  • Reload dishwasher
  • Clean sink
  • Pick up kitchen
  • Pick up living room
  • Dust
  • Pick up master bathroom
  • Make list for unsuspecting loin fruit upon return from school

Tomorrow I’m going to do floors. I dislike doing floors. But alas, floors must be done. Tuesdays always strike me as the best time for this, so that is the rationalization I’m using to convince myself that that is why I’m not doing them today.

Now run! Outside! Enjoy the cool weather! Before it gets away!


The Triumphant Return of The Hausewife

Or, The Renewed Adventures of a Stay-At-Home Mom. I couldn’t decide, so you can take your pick.

Life today is almost unrecognizable from what it was when The Everyday Alchemist was formerly moving full steam ahead. But because my affinity for lists hasn’t been one of the many changes, I’ll break it down for you:

  • We moved back to Texas! This is good for me and good for you, as all my family and friends are here, both groups are awesome, and there will be plenty of shenanigans to share
  • We are in an awesome house! The fact that it isn’t a cramped log cabin should be sufficient awesomeness, but it’s spacious, in a good neighborhood within a good school district and The Hubs’ bestie lives next door (and I swear to God, I am going to have to go over there and murder him right now, because it’s his day off and he’s working on something in his shop that sounds like a jack hammer fueled by cocaine and rock and roll)
  • I have forever escaped the clutches of my horrid excuse for a job, and perhaps will one day actually be able to eat a chicken wing again
  • I’m back at my full time mommy and housewife gig, which is really where I excel (and because I am not paying $10 to change my Xbox live name)
  • I have a brand new- to existence, not just “brand new to me”!- desktop computer with a ginormous screen and the latest version of Microsoft Office so that I can quite pecking out excerpts with my thumbs on my iPhone and actually get down to work on my writing projects
  • I’m working on writing projects that aren’t just mine, as well! I’m editing a comic book (very scary, you won’t be buying the kids a copy for Christmas), I’m the new editor of the Beaumont Breastfeeding Coalition’s newsletter, and I’m a featured blogger over at wholemotheringcenter.org
  • A change that is good for our family but not always fun is that The Hubs now works offshore. He’s the Medical Person In Charge (yeah, that’s right, I just title-dropped) of an oil rig, and while I’m terribly proud of him, it does rather suck being a single parent 50% of the month. But… that just leaves more time for blogging and crafting and not doing laundry. So the same, really, without the squabbling

Like many of my lists, that got rather off track. I had intended to talk more about The Beeb’s first day of school and how I still haven’t quite gotten the hang of not choking up as I turn her over to her new teacher.

You can see the sadness all over my face

She was so excited to go to school that she got up at 6:30 totally unprompted, and we all had a lovely morning preparing for the day. She was also ecstatic that her daddy got to bring her to school for the first day, too. After saying our goodbyes, he and I went to Rao’s and had croissants and coffee. I realized it was the first First Day since Kindergarten that we’d actually been able to go together, and it was rather like a reward for not altogether losing our shit while wading through the insanity of last-minute supply shopping at The Place of Which We Do Not Speak (I’ll give you a hint- their patrons are often seen in bra-less tank tops and pajama pants with mismatched flip-flops) the day before. It made it a bit easier for him to ship off this morning. By 5:30 am he was on his way, but he stopped to leave a note, and The Producers soundtrack I thought was lost, for me to find when I got in my car. It really is a shame he had to go, because that’s a really good way to get lucky around here.

So now I’m drinking coffee, trying desperately to finish this post before something else distracts me (I am apparently very popular this morning), and getting to work on my list. For your viewing pleasure, these are the things going down today:

  • Make coffee
  • Make beds
  • Pick up the living room
  • Run dishwasher
  • Pick up kitchen
  • Laundry
  • Make meal plans and grocery list (must remember stuff for school lunches AND snacks!
  • Get nails did
  • Go to HEB (can I just say how totally stoked I am to be able to go to HEB again???)
  • Pick up Da Beeb
  • Homework
  • Dinner
  • Dinner clean up
  • Bath
  • Maybe wine (lol “maybe”…)

Damn it’s good to be back. Have a freakin’ awesome day!