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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;DkIBQXc7eSp7ImA9WhRaFEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6051837033093553358</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:09:10.901-08:00</updated><category term="Kids" /><category term="Slumlord" /><category term="Personal Goals" /><category term="Finances" /><category term="eBay" /><category term="Just thinking" /><category term="Pets" /><category term="Family" /><category term="Career" /><category term="Home organizing/cleaning" /><title>My Experimental Life</title><subtitle type="html">living,loving and learning one day at a time</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://myexperimentallife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://myexperimentallife.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6051837033093553358/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Rochelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04824080644939561659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HoyHflW1Gp4/S4R2-juQ39I/AAAAAAAAACo/NaAi8XTBjC0/S220/summer+edit+picture.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>280</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/MyExperimentalLife" /><feedburner:info uri="myexperimentallife" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkUAQ3Y7eyp7ImA9WhRWEUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6051837033093553358.post-6649338157985150454</id><published>2011-12-29T10:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T10:44:02.803-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-29T10:44:02.803-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Just thinking" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Home organizing/cleaning" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Career" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Personal Goals" /><title>Details details.....</title><content type="html">I have so much to share with you all!!&amp;nbsp; LOVE my job!!&amp;nbsp; Been busy with the house...and oh yeah a little thing like Christmas too!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Totally trying to navigate life again working full time. Thanks for all your well wishes on the job.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It's even better than I imagined.&amp;nbsp; I am hoping tonight I can put together a quick post.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas!&amp;nbsp; We sure did here!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6051837033093553358-6649338157985150454?l=myexperimentallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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So starting tomorrow, I am beginning my new job.&amp;nbsp; I will probably only work at my current job till next week and work the new job full time the week of December 19th.&amp;nbsp; Now I just have to tell my boss.&amp;nbsp; I was going to let him know this week that I would probably be leaving after the first of the year, just wasn't expecting to give such a short notice.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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But I am so excited.&amp;nbsp; Wish I had more time before I started to get things done around the house before the holidays, but I AM NOT COMPLAINING.&amp;nbsp; This is a government job with the county that is highly sought after and I just happened to get lucky.&amp;nbsp; I didn't tell anyone about it even after I was told I would be hired for fear of losing it.&amp;nbsp; So I am finally comfortable to&amp;nbsp;tell people.&amp;nbsp; Jobs are hard to come by and I am more than grateful.&amp;nbsp; Hoping this is the start of a good 2012 for me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6051837033093553358-5590617694372623484?l=myexperimentallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Nope...we deciding having a scary house would be cool as well.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V2klviuLwYk/Ttkyal2UuuI/AAAAAAAAAS0/YcpLjIjnaGQ/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V2klviuLwYk/Ttkyal2UuuI/AAAAAAAAAS0/YcpLjIjnaGQ/s640/002.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This is how my house started at the beginning of October.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I know,&amp;nbsp;there are so many things wrong with this picture.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And this is how we ended ﻿October right in time for Halloween.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kc3Cx69MMrQ/TtkyQZgT_jI/AAAAAAAAASs/i0VbApM_Peg/s1600/036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kc3Cx69MMrQ/TtkyQZgT_jI/AAAAAAAAASs/i0VbApM_Peg/s640/036.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
There were no trick or treaters coming to our house on Halloween.&amp;nbsp; Not unless they could wield a hammer and nails. &lt;br /&gt;
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I don't know what we were thinking when we decided to replace our roof and siding. Apparently we weren't.&amp;nbsp; So much went wrong with the roof.&amp;nbsp; First they found we had 2 layers of shingles instead of one.&amp;nbsp; The last roofer was sneaky and cut off all the shingles on the edges so it would look like only one layer.&amp;nbsp; Then our porch roof was so damaged that most of it was torn off and replaced.&amp;nbsp; Which also caused us to have to replace the old knob and tube wiring for the porch light.&amp;nbsp; That was actually nice cause I am having them install extra outlets for when we hang Xmas lights. &lt;br /&gt;
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Then this happened- &lt;br /&gt;
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That's the end of my driveway after the contractor put the pieces back.&amp;nbsp; His truck was hauling away the roof material and the hitch destroyed my blacktop.&amp;nbsp; It split in half like the Red Sea and was dragged out into the street.&amp;nbsp; He is replacing it in the spring, but I just couldn't take one more thing going wrong with this job.&lt;br /&gt;
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So here is what our house looks like now.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Took this in the morning when there was frost on the roof.&amp;nbsp; It actually looks really nice.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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The gutters, soffet and fascia are going up before Christmas- I think.&amp;nbsp; And the siding will be going up in spring.&amp;nbsp; I need a break from construction right now.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Here are what my guys went as for Halloween- &lt;br /&gt;
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My very&amp;nbsp;own Pittsburgh Penguin hockey player, Sidney Crosby and his friend the nerd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6051837033093553358-5495280640643074030?l=myexperimentallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Hope everyone had a good Thanksgiving!&amp;nbsp; I hope to post tomorrow with pictures of all the fun things going on here at Casa de Shaftic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6051837033093553358-2420363587655246836?l=myexperimentallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I didn't take before shots as I was so certain I had taken some already and now I can't seem to find them.&amp;nbsp; I probably thought about taking them when I was writing the post in my head (as&amp;nbsp;I do all the time).&amp;nbsp; If I happen to find them I will update.&amp;nbsp; Just don't hold your breath!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Several years ago when I was working for a large company, I scored&amp;nbsp;a nice table when they decided to sell all the old items from our cafeteria before remodelling it.&amp;nbsp; I knew I wanted to put it in our basement to use when folding/sorting clothes.&amp;nbsp; Only problem is that I usually dump items on it (like yard sale/donation items) just like I do with my office.&lt;br /&gt;
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It becomes so messy that I can't use it at all.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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So I cleared off all the junk and left just what needs to be on it.&lt;br /&gt;
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I like to keep my cleaning rags on this table since there is no other place in the basement (or&amp;nbsp;kitchen) to store them.&amp;nbsp; The little basket hold the small rags and the pile to the left of it are bigger towels used to wipe up larger messes.&amp;nbsp; I also have a few tshirts ready to be cut into cleaning rags.&lt;br /&gt;
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The boxing&amp;nbsp;gloves&amp;nbsp;in the front left&amp;nbsp; hand corner sit there as well.&amp;nbsp; Paige wanted a heavy bag for&amp;nbsp;Christmas, which we&amp;nbsp;hung&amp;nbsp;up in the basement.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Of course there was no where else to put the gloves but on this table. I still have room to set my baskets down or clothes as I fold them.&lt;br /&gt;
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This kind of gives you some idea of my work area.&amp;nbsp; The washer and dryer sit on a large cement pedestal that was here when we bought it.&amp;nbsp; The previous owners were well ahead of their time!!&amp;nbsp; Only problem is that I have a top loading washer and have to step up on the slab to see into the drum.&amp;nbsp; But I do like it as sometimes we do get water in the basement and it protects them.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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If you look closely at the bottom left hand, you can see a small part of another cement box.&amp;nbsp; It's around 2 x 3 and I have no idea why it is there.&amp;nbsp; I joked to Jeff that they are storing bodies!!&amp;nbsp; I will have to take a different angled shot to show you how strange it is.&lt;br /&gt;
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The leaning tower of junk beside the dryer used to be my "pantry" in my old house.&amp;nbsp; I only had a small area to put a storage tower to hold my canned goods.&amp;nbsp; It got demoted to the basement when we moved here and held all my cleaning items until I got the table.&amp;nbsp; It really needs to be cleaned out and moved out to the garage.&lt;br /&gt;
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Our walls are poured concrete and in need of painting.&amp;nbsp; The green is not doing it for me and it does have some mildew growing in some areas.&amp;nbsp; In the foreground picture you can see my duvet cover hanging.&amp;nbsp; The one thing that&amp;nbsp;I love about my basement are the 5 laundry lines that hang in the ceiling.&amp;nbsp; I can hang so much to dry.&amp;nbsp; And because our basement has duct work - the clothes dry nicely.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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So this is the place I spend so much of my time during the week.&amp;nbsp; It's not bad and I hope to make it a little more cheery.&amp;nbsp; Once the roof and siding get finished!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6051837033093553358-6276798228384957247?l=myexperimentallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Which also means that I've been trying to get everything done around here.&amp;nbsp; In addition to all the household chores, I have been trying to get some organizing done since the holidays are just around the corner.&amp;nbsp; I found my to do list from last year when I was on medical leave.&amp;nbsp; I may use it as a guide for this year since a lot of the items are routine cleaning jobs.&lt;br /&gt;
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Speaking of jobs, I'm still only working 2 days a week.&amp;nbsp; But I'm ready to move on.&amp;nbsp; It's just not worth it for me.&amp;nbsp; I'm still waiting to here about a position that should be opening up in December.&amp;nbsp; The person is retiring and is suppose to put her retirement in soon.&amp;nbsp; I was told by the person in charge of the department that the position would be mine if I wanted it.&amp;nbsp; So I'm just waiting to see what happens.&amp;nbsp; Things don't always go as promised!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Jeffrey Michael has been having a lot of tests done regarding his growth.&amp;nbsp; He had a Growth Hormone Stimulating test a few weeks back.&amp;nbsp; Uggghh was that fun!&amp;nbsp; It was almost 3hours long and they drew blood at regular intervals after giving him an iv of stimulating medication.&amp;nbsp; Plus he had to fast for the test so he was complaining of hunger.&amp;nbsp; But we got through it and it came back that he is not producing much human growth hormone.&amp;nbsp; Not the news we wanted to hear.&amp;nbsp; His option is to go on human growth hormone which is a daily shot.&amp;nbsp; We're seeking other opinions and trying to talk to other parents whose children went through this before we make our final decision.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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However, we did have to get an MRI done this past Friday to rule out any physical problems that could be causing him not to produce hormone.&amp;nbsp; Poor baby.&amp;nbsp; He was petrified and whimpered in the tube.&amp;nbsp; I was able to stay with him and hold his hand and I rubbed his feet to try and help him relax.&amp;nbsp; He was able to watch a video, but it was just so loud and it really scared him.&amp;nbsp; Halfway through he panicked and we had to stop.&amp;nbsp; I was afraid we would have to quit and come back, but a little bribing got him to finish it out.&amp;nbsp; I promised him an Xbox 360.&amp;nbsp; Bad idea on my part as I have no money to get one, but he has it on his Christmas list.&amp;nbsp; In the end, he asked for baseball cards instead.&amp;nbsp; Thank you Jesus!&amp;nbsp; He changed his mind all on his own without me saying a word.&amp;nbsp; I will still get the game system if he wants it for Christmas, but I was not prepared to buy one now!&lt;br /&gt;
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Yesterday, I photographed a friend's wedding.&amp;nbsp; I didn't mind doing it, but am worried about how the photos came out.&amp;nbsp; She kept assuring me that she just wanted to have a couple nice photos and didn't expect me shoot pictures as if I was a professional.&amp;nbsp; It was ME that wanted to get her perfect pictures because it is her wedding day and you only get one shot.&amp;nbsp; It was a sunny day which was actually bad for me as some pictures were coming overexposed and try as I might, I could get the aperture to work with me.&amp;nbsp; I think that sometimes my camera needs to be turned on and off before it will let me dial up and down.&amp;nbsp; But hopefully I can us Picnik to help fix some problems.&amp;nbsp; Luckily, Jeff ran to Walgreen's and got me an extra memory card.&amp;nbsp; I took so many photos (hoping that one out of the many would come out good) and I would have run out with just my one card.&amp;nbsp; My battery did start to die at the end of the night so I was lucky with that.&amp;nbsp; I want to down load the photos today to see what I really got.&amp;nbsp; Pray that I at least got the focal point right on them!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Our roof is getting replaced this week or next depending on weather.&amp;nbsp; And Paige wants a sleep over birthday party Saturday.&amp;nbsp; Oh, and we haven't looked for Halloween costumes yet either.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I was really amazed out how much I have.&amp;nbsp; Considering I do not shop for clothes for myself&amp;nbsp;often, maybe a few times a year﻿, I ended up with a couple bags for donation/consignment.&amp;nbsp; Either I keep a clothes for longer than normal, or I buy more than I think.&amp;nbsp; Probably a little of both.&amp;nbsp; Especially when some of the clothes I got rid of were purchases that shouldn't have been bought.&amp;nbsp; And some were gifts&amp;nbsp;that while well meaning- just weren't my style, size, or poorly made.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;All that is left in my closet are the clothes that I wore last fall/winter.&amp;nbsp; I went through my spring/summer clothes just as ruthless and stored the keepers away.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;It is really nice to see all the clothes that I know I will wear.&amp;nbsp; I need to purchase a few more tops and maybe some pants in colors other than black.&amp;nbsp; Haha.&amp;nbsp; The only color is my red jacket and purple sweater.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The floor makes me so happy.&amp;nbsp; I still have to work on the bags on the right.&amp;nbsp; Need to get a &lt;a href="http://myexperimentallife.blogspot.com/2011/10/clothes-explosion.html"&gt;new safe deposit box&lt;/a&gt; and what you couldn't see from the before are the bags of photos way in the back.&amp;nbsp; I didn't even touch that side of the floor.&amp;nbsp; I knew I would waste too much time looking&amp;nbsp;at pictures.&amp;nbsp; Saving that for another post!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Another thing I didn't get to is Paige's Communion dress.&amp;nbsp; It's still hanging on the door as it started to rain so hard right after I loaded the car with the bags and boxes for the Salvation Army.&amp;nbsp; At least the boxes are in my trunk ready to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I also went through my son's clothes and took out all the outgrown winter clothes from last year.&amp;nbsp; One tote I found was full of summer clothes that I was suppose to sell on eBay in May.&amp;nbsp; Ooops.&amp;nbsp; I thought it was full of Paige's winter clothes.&amp;nbsp;Obviously, I didn't label them.&amp;nbsp; Duh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I never stored Paige's winter clothes this year.&amp;nbsp; The sad part is that she apparently she doesn't have that much since I never noticed them this summer.&amp;nbsp; I'm afraid that when I put away her summer clothes, her closet and drawers will be bare!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I also made a big decision to load up a large pile of boxes that were in my basement waiting for my yard sale (that never happened!).&amp;nbsp; There are several more boxes in the attic that need to go as well. I may put some stuff aside to sell on eBay since now is the best time for selling.&amp;nbsp; And I can use the cash!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;What truly amazes me is where does it all come from??&amp;nbsp; I don't shop much (can't imagine what my house would be like if I did).&amp;nbsp; And I'm always getting rid of stuff so how is it that there is always more to go?&amp;nbsp; Thinking back at what I pitched, I did notice that so much of it were gifts.&amp;nbsp; Birthday and Christmas items that none of us would use.&amp;nbsp; Like I said before, they are well meaning, but often I feel bad knowing that money was wasted on items that will not be enjoyed by us.&amp;nbsp; I try to tell everyone specific things for the kids (and that Jeff and I truly don't need gifts) but it never seems to work.&amp;nbsp; I don't want to hurt feelings, but it also makes no sense for people to keep wasting their money and time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This year the kids just want money, gift cards, and itune cards for Christmas.&amp;nbsp; They are too picky for clothes as they like only certain clothes ie UnderArmour, Wet Seal, and Aeropostale to be specific.&amp;nbsp;Clothes purchased from places that we do not shop at are not worn.&amp;nbsp; I know.&amp;nbsp; They are spoiled.&amp;nbsp; Luckily, they aren't shopaholics and are happy shopping in the fall and spring.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't afford it if they expected to shop all the time.&amp;nbsp; Haha- they probably wouldn't get to shop at their favorite stores if we did shop more often. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Since they are getting older and not as interested in toys, I think it will be easier to maintain order in their rooms.&amp;nbsp; It is sad though.&amp;nbsp; While I love the idea of less, it's also sad.&amp;nbsp; They are growing up.&amp;nbsp; Soon they will be moving out.&amp;nbsp; Ok...time to end this post before I start balling my eyes out.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hopefully tomorrow it will not be raining so I can unload my car and get the dress to the cleaners.&amp;nbsp;It was raining all day&amp;nbsp;today so I didn't stop before or after&amp;nbsp;work.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Come on sun! Shine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6051837033093553358-218855720483973914?l=myexperimentallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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But there are some nice features that you normally don't find in a house as old as ours.&amp;nbsp; One of those is the fact that we have 2 closets in our bedroom. They aren't huge walk ins, however, they are really spacious as compared to other homes of the same age.&amp;nbsp; We installed a closet organizer in Jeff's closet shortly after we moved in.&amp;nbsp; He really owns a ton more than me and it was nice to get his closet somewhat organized. I would like to replace it with something different, but it works for him right now.&lt;br /&gt;
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My closet is just a rod and a couple of shelves above. I'm not a big shopper and so most of my summer and winter clothes will fit in this one closet. So does a lot of other junk!! &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Full view of my closet- Jeff still needs to install the bamboo flooring in both closets.&amp;nbsp; It's&lt;br /&gt;
been almost 2 years since we did the floor- hahaha!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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As you can see, I store a lot of my magazines&amp;nbsp;on my shelf in the closet.&amp;nbsp; I need to go through them and get rid of most.&amp;nbsp; There are a good many that I&amp;nbsp;do enjoy re-reading, but&amp;nbsp;I think many got put there because of sheer laziness.&amp;nbsp;My wedding album is in the big black box on the top shelf next to all my breast pump accessories.&amp;nbsp; I am just not sure what to do with my breast pump.&amp;nbsp; I haven't used it in 8 years, but it kind of grosses me out thinking that someone else would actually want to use it!&amp;nbsp; Any thoughts??&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;My floor was cleaned out earlier this year.&amp;nbsp; But then I began shoving things in it again.&amp;nbsp; The big white bag is all the things that used to be stored in our safe deposit.&amp;nbsp; I was suppose to get a new one at our credit union around 4 years ago.&amp;nbsp; Hmmmm....guess I can't complain about Jeff and those bamboo floors now can I?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I threw Paige's curtains in here as well when I started on her remodel -which is still at a standstill.&amp;nbsp; A bag of bags that I use when I need to bag things up for Goodwill or the consignment shop.&amp;nbsp; Extra hangers, my purse that is truly falling apart, our dvd player (no dresser or stand to store it for when we want to watch movies in our bedroom), and some 31 bags.&amp;nbsp; Oh and don't forget the free with purchase bear from PS Aeropostale from last year's Christmas online shopping for Paige.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;These are my summer/fall clothes.&amp;nbsp; Plus I keep my winter coats (far left) stored here.&amp;nbsp; I have a nice closet in my office (D$%# office!!) but I currently have all the coats that need to go to Goodwill/consignment shop taking up that precious space.&amp;nbsp; A few years ago, I purchased a huge supply of wooden hangers.&amp;nbsp; My hangers have to match.&amp;nbsp; In fact, my son has yellow ones, Paige has white ones, and Jeff and I have the wooden ones.&amp;nbsp; Though now I'm not loving them as much.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;These are my some of my most favorite books (non cleaning/organizing ones!).&amp;nbsp; I love Candace Bushnell and purchased her books in&amp;nbsp; hardback since I do re- read them a lot.&amp;nbsp; I used to be a fan of Kate Gosselin when she first was on tv, but then after the wedding vow renewal, I sort of stopped watching.&amp;nbsp; Now I'm not at all impressed with her and may actually sell/donate those books.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The last thing about my closet is this dress.&amp;nbsp; It's Paige's First Holy Communion dress.&amp;nbsp; It's very similar to my wedding dress (minus the sheer jacket) and when she said it was the one she wanted I was thrilled!!&lt;br /&gt;
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However, it's been hanging on this hook for about 4 years now.&amp;nbsp; I need to get it cleaned so I can box it up with her baptismal gown (which is probably in a pile of clothes in the attic!).&amp;nbsp; I'm just so afraid of it getting ruined.&amp;nbsp; So it's just hanging there collecting dust until I can get the courage to have it dry cleaned.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Because I can easily shut the door, I tend to just ignore the mess.&amp;nbsp; But this morning, I decided it was time to really go through my clothes.&amp;nbsp; I took down all the containers so that I can pitch winter and summer things of mine.&amp;nbsp; I also need to see what winter clothes the kids have (or need) as well.&amp;nbsp; I may have some after pictures later today or tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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When I went to college, the University of Pittsburgh was starting a recycling program and I was hooked.&amp;nbsp; I even brought things back to school just so I could recycle them!!&amp;nbsp; Paper was the biggest load.&amp;nbsp; I think it is one of the biggest problem most families have when it comes to clutter.&amp;nbsp; Several years ago I found out about &lt;a href="http://www.paperretriever.com/"&gt;Abitibi (though now it's called Paper Retriever)&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;at a local college.&amp;nbsp; Since leaving college, I had no way of recycling paper other than burning them.&amp;nbsp; Yah, probably worse than just throwing them away!&lt;br /&gt;
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A local high school obtained one of their containers and I was in Heaven!&amp;nbsp; I bought a cute&amp;nbsp;plastic tub&amp;nbsp;that would hold my paper until I could make a run.&amp;nbsp; Except, I would get lazy about it and my basket would runeth over.&amp;nbsp; And over......until somedays I would end up having to fill trash bags with the paper in order to get them to the bin.&amp;nbsp; I would still carry my nice plastic tub because it was easy to carry and I liked it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can see the blue tub hiding under all the paper &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;And what does this have to do with laziness...... ;]&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; One day this summer after making one of my marathon runs to the bin, I left the tub on the kitchen floor near the back stairs. It sat there for weeks.&amp;nbsp; Luckily, I had my extra one already in the office collecting paper.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Probably needs a little cleaning&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Then it hit me one day.&amp;nbsp; This tub fits nicely here.&amp;nbsp; It also holds our flip flops and keeps the stairs relatively clear of shoes (at least the 3 leading up to the kitchen).&amp;nbsp; Wow! I found a nice solution to a very frustrating problem in my house. Too many shoes and no where to put them.&amp;nbsp; It may not be the perfect or long lasting solution, but it's been working great.&amp;nbsp; Plus, I think I will keep it here and store hats, gloves, and scarves in it as I also have no where to put those in the winter.&amp;nbsp; We don't have as many winter shoes and so it's not too much of a problem.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0XEtba4aspw/TpsdT3USbcI/AAAAAAAAAPA/uLuyUsI1k_g/s1600/299.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0XEtba4aspw/TpsdT3USbcI/AAAAAAAAAPA/uLuyUsI1k_g/s640/299.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ignore the shoes to the right, I'm still trying to teach the family &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;to leave them on the stairs heading down to the basement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;That kind of organizing is the best.&amp;nbsp; It just naturally happened.&amp;nbsp; Now if that would only work for the rest of the house!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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It's the first door my son Jeffrey Michael shuts when friends come over.&amp;nbsp; For those of you that don't know this about my son, he has issues about our house being &lt;a href="http://myexperimentallife.blogspot.com/2011/01/whats-planstan.html"&gt;clean&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; So I am hoping that today he comes home from school and is thrilled with my morning work.&lt;br /&gt;
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Things are just beyond crazy around here.&amp;nbsp; I thought that once everyone went back to school, I would accomplish a lot around the house.&amp;nbsp; Last time I had time off was after my &lt;a href="http://myexperimentallife.blogspot.com/2010/11/recovering-and-regrouping.html"&gt;surgery&lt;/a&gt; and I tried to do too much.&amp;nbsp; Not good.&amp;nbsp; Since I am only working 2 days a week and have no post surgery issues- I figured I conquer a lot. You know whip my house up to be perfect every day! Solve the world's problems!&amp;nbsp; I can do it all!&lt;br /&gt;
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Well, I have been.&amp;nbsp; If you count watching Will and Grace most mornings from 9-11am.&amp;nbsp; Uggghhh Lifetime tv!&lt;br /&gt;
The funny thing is, I don't like watching tv.&amp;nbsp; But lately I've found myself watching a ton.&amp;nbsp; Not just in the mornings but at night too.&amp;nbsp; Big mistake putting a tv in my bedroom!&amp;nbsp; But it's been so nice snuggling in bed with Peanut.&lt;br /&gt;
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After my last &lt;a href="http://myexperimentallife.blogspot.com/2011/10/in-between.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt;, I was so touched by&lt;a href="http://livesimply-livewell.blogspot.com/"&gt; LSLW's&lt;/a&gt; comment. It&amp;nbsp;made me stop and think.&amp;nbsp;This is life.&amp;nbsp; My life.&amp;nbsp; My crazy busy lazy life.&amp;nbsp;There are some things that need to change and some things I wouldn't change for anything.&amp;nbsp;I have been taking&amp;nbsp;the time the past few days to&amp;nbsp;try and figure out what I am&amp;nbsp;truly trying to accomplish. &amp;nbsp;Thanks for changing my attitude around LSLW!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Back to the thorn in my life- my office.&amp;nbsp; I have to admit (and I'm sure I have in my many posts about this room) it's mostly my fault.&amp;nbsp; Take that back.&amp;nbsp; It's all my fault.&amp;nbsp; I have issues when it comes to getting rid of things.&amp;nbsp; It's not that I don't want to get rid of stuff, believe me I am forever getting rid of stuff.&amp;nbsp; But where I have a serious road block is on how to get rid of stuff.&amp;nbsp; I want to recycle everything.&amp;nbsp; And I pretty much do.&amp;nbsp; And by recycle I'm not just talking about normal items like paper, plastic, metal, but all those items that can be donated/sold/given away.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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It's the deciding on what or where is the&amp;nbsp;best thing to do.&amp;nbsp; Should I give to the consignment shop?&amp;nbsp; Save for eBay? Or drop off at Goodwill?&amp;nbsp; Have a yard sale?&amp;nbsp; Some times it's easy to make the decision.&amp;nbsp; Other times I struggle and the pile sits and sits.&amp;nbsp; Like this pile in the corner.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The door doesn't open all the way normally due to a windowsill, but in this case it's all the junk!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Better shot of all the crap in the corner!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿ Most of the items were toys that I had cleaned out months ago and had wanted to sell in a yard sale.&amp;nbsp; Yard sale never happened and now I'm hoping to get rid of these items on eBay at Christmas time.&lt;br /&gt;
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Many of the bags in the above picture are of clothes that need to go to the consignment store or Goodwill.&amp;nbsp; That's just laziness on my part.&amp;nbsp; For one, I have boxes in the basement that are also full of items that were suppose to be for the yard sale.&amp;nbsp; I should gather them all and get bring them to Goodwill.&amp;nbsp; But then I keep thinking of all the good things that I could make money on.&amp;nbsp; But really- is it worth the time and aggravation?&amp;nbsp; Yes I could use the money, but how much would I really make?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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See those are the inner struggles I have when I am torn between two decisions.&amp;nbsp; This causes the piles to sit forever and then more piles grow around them.&amp;nbsp; Then there is the old &amp;nbsp;"just set it here" mentality.&amp;nbsp; Happened not even 2 minutes after I started working on the above pile.&amp;nbsp; I picked up 2 sets of chopsticks that I wanted to bring to the kitchen.&amp;nbsp; Because I hadn't set up any system - you know bags or boxes labelled throw away, put away give away- that most people do before they start decluttering, I just set them on top of the book shelf to deal with later.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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It dawned on me how that's what starts most of the problem with this room.&amp;nbsp; Things get dumped in here because I don't feel like deciding.&amp;nbsp; DUH!&lt;br /&gt;
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So I went downstairs to the kitchen&amp;nbsp;(with said chopsticks) to get me some bags and began to rethink my plan otherwise known as lack of plan.&amp;nbsp; Here is what I have ended up with after -&lt;br /&gt;
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While there is still a pile in the corner, I have decided that these are items that I will try to sell on eBay next month.&amp;nbsp; I also have a huge pile of boxes that I have been saving for shipping.&amp;nbsp; Last year I didn't have any and it was a nightmare to get them especially with my 3 week driving limitation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Most of what was in front of the tall bookshelf were pictures.&amp;nbsp; I found them after cleaning out the attic a few months back and wanted to hang some in the office.&amp;nbsp; I did hang up our engagement photo - see below in the top left corner.&amp;nbsp; But I'm not happy about the look.&amp;nbsp; All the frames are oak and just blend into the wall.&amp;nbsp; If I don't end up painting the panelling, I may paint the frames.&lt;br /&gt;
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Whatever doesn't sell on ebay is definitely going to Goodwill.&amp;nbsp; It's been sitting here for many months and it's not doing me any good!!&amp;nbsp; Here's hoping I make one little ten year old boy happy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6051837033093553358-9045832427970735406?l=myexperimentallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The weather is in between summer and fall.&amp;nbsp; Last week the high's were in the 40's and this week we are suppose to average 70's.&amp;nbsp; This does not help me with clothes.&amp;nbsp;I can't put away the summer clothes and can't take out the winter clothes.&lt;br /&gt;
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Paige's bedroom remodel is in between.&amp;nbsp; She's picked out her colors but I can't start painting until we get a lot of her stuff out of the room.&amp;nbsp; Plus I haven't found new furniture.&amp;nbsp; Or flooring.&lt;br /&gt;
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Fall ball is in between.&amp;nbsp; We've had so many games cancel due to the rain and cold.&amp;nbsp; While we should be winding down the season, we're actually just beginning.&lt;br /&gt;
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Cross country is in between.&amp;nbsp; Junior High and JV is finishing up their season, but Varsity is just gearing up for the &lt;a href="http://wpial.org/"&gt;WPIALS&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Plus we need to start planning for the banquet.&lt;br /&gt;
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Cheerleading is in between.&amp;nbsp; Football is over, but they still practice as they have to learn cheers for basketball season which starts right after Christmas break.&lt;br /&gt;
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Paige's birthday is in between.&amp;nbsp; Though her birthday was last &lt;a href="http://myexperimentallife.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-13th.html"&gt;Thursday&lt;/a&gt;, we still haven't had a family party or her friend party.&amp;nbsp; Blame above cross country, football, and&amp;nbsp;baseball.&lt;br /&gt;
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Cleaning and organizing is in between.&amp;nbsp; I have been working on trying to follow some magical system that will let me&amp;nbsp;live the &lt;a href="http://www.jefflewisdesign.com/"&gt;Jeff Lewis&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;life (yes, there is a gay man trapped in body), I just can't figure it out!&amp;nbsp; Most areas are almost were I want them to be as far as organized and cleaning them is a breeze and then &lt;a href="http://myexperimentallife.blogspot.com/2011/04/more-office-work.html"&gt;others&lt;/a&gt; (they will remain nameless) mock me everyday.&amp;nbsp; Lord knows I'm tired of blogging about that room!&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm in between blogging.&amp;nbsp; Every day I think of things to post, but yet sometimes it just feels like such a hassle.&amp;nbsp; I love reading blogs and wish mine was like so many others.&amp;nbsp; I want people to come here to read and be inspired - or just get a good laugh.&amp;nbsp; But is that egocentric of me.&amp;nbsp; Who cares about a girl from Western PA and what I do on a daily basis?&lt;br /&gt;
Life is just in between for me.&amp;nbsp; I feel stuck with every aspect of my life.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes I get two steps ahead and the fall ten steps behind.&amp;nbsp; I think it's time for me to make a list.&amp;nbsp; I love &lt;a href="http://myexperimentallife.blogspot.com/2009/06/honey-do-list.html"&gt;lists&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and making them helps me to work through times like this when I just feel like a gerbil running wild.&lt;br /&gt;
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Oh, and I've been asked to take pictures of a friend's wedding.&amp;nbsp; I.AM.SCARED.TO.DEATH.&amp;nbsp; They are desparate as they do not have enough money for a professional and they totally understand that I'VE NEVER DONE THIS BEFORE.&amp;nbsp; Can you tell I'm anxious?&amp;nbsp; Ugghhh.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't say no cause I'm the only one they know with a good camera and would have to rely on guests point and shoot photos.&amp;nbsp; I'm such a glutton for punishment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6051837033093553358-5680151215244709921?l=myexperimentallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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You are turning into such a beautiful young lady.&amp;nbsp; Daddy and I are amazed at how well you've adapted to Junior High School - even if you don't like daddy to say hi to you in the hallways!&amp;nbsp; As expected, you've become so involved in school activities and we really commend you on you ability to juggle everything.&amp;nbsp; Remember, don't try to do to much!&amp;nbsp; Have fun and enjoy school!&lt;br /&gt;
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It's hard to believe you are now a teenager.&amp;nbsp; Things are changing so quickly for you and I just want you to know that we are here for you.&amp;nbsp; We love you and will do anything to help you- even if it's just to listen.&amp;nbsp; You are an amazing young girl and we look forward to you becoming an even more amazing young woman!&lt;br /&gt;
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PS- Even your brother loves you!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6051837033093553358-957025218536998548?l=myexperimentallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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We've been so busy with back to school, Cross Country, Fall Ball, and Cheerleading.&amp;nbsp; While I've been reading other's posts, I just haven't taken any time to post.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Paige's Room Remodel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I have been real slow with this project.&amp;nbsp; For one, I just don't have the cash for her furniture now.&amp;nbsp; I have been scouring Craigslist to see if I can find a vanity that I can paint for her.&amp;nbsp; I did prime her walls and found 4 colors that she really likes but is trying to decide which one to choose.&amp;nbsp; I used Kilz Clean Start primer and at first I wasn't sure about it.&amp;nbsp; I thought maybe it would be too thin and not cover her walls, but surprisingly, it did a good job.&amp;nbsp; I just wanted to tone down the purple so that when I put some test colors up, it would give the truest color.&amp;nbsp; Jeff started patching the hole in her wall, but still has to do some mudding.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Sports&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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This is just all consuming.&amp;nbsp; Paige is cheering for the 7th grade football team and running cross country.&amp;nbsp; Jeff of course, is the cross country coach.&amp;nbsp; And Jeffrey Michael is playing fall baseball.&amp;nbsp; So between practices, meets, and games, there is little time left.&lt;br /&gt;
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Right now I'm trying to just get into a schedule now that they are all back to school and&amp;nbsp; I have three days with no one at home.&amp;nbsp; I am trying to get more clutter out of the house and organize.&amp;nbsp; I haven't tackled any big projects yet, just little clean outs that I am taking to GoodWill.&amp;nbsp; Today, I even put together a small bag of pet items and old fabric that I dropped off at the Humane Society.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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I have been reading a lot.&amp;nbsp; I just read &lt;em&gt;A Place of Yes&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; by Bethanny Frankel.&amp;nbsp; I really like her. Probably because we share a lot in common with our childhoods.&amp;nbsp; I also just read &lt;em&gt;Sink Reflections&lt;/em&gt; by Marla Ciley.&amp;nbsp; Of course I couldn't go without reading an organizing book.&amp;nbsp; Right now I am reading &lt;em&gt;Peace and Plenty &lt;/em&gt;by Sarah Ban Breathnach.&amp;nbsp; I read her book &lt;em&gt;Simple Abundance&lt;/em&gt; ( actually I think I own it- yup I just turned and saw it on my bookshelf).&amp;nbsp; In this book she talks about financial security after she lost all her money earned from said book.&amp;nbsp; It's actually quite interesting.&lt;br /&gt;
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Hopefully, I am going to get into a groove again and get back to cleaning out this house.&amp;nbsp; Slowly, but surely I am going to get back into a nice routine.&amp;nbsp; I love summer and this summer was especially wonderful since I didn't work a lot and got to spend a lot of time with my family.&amp;nbsp; But it is really nice to get everyone back on a routine.&amp;nbsp; And it sure is nice to have some alone time for me!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6051837033093553358-600834744201078872?l=myexperimentallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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But I wanted to get back on track with Paige's room.&amp;nbsp; I figured some before photos would be helpful and since she's in the shower, I ran and took some shots of her bedroom.&amp;nbsp; Sorry that they aren't the best.&amp;nbsp; I stuck my camera on auto and shot away before she got done.&amp;nbsp; She would not be thrilled to know her room was on my blog.&amp;nbsp; Anyone with a moody 12.5 year old going on 40 will know what I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;
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Currently her room is purple and green.&amp;nbsp; Purple was always her favorite color and since I had received my mom's spare bedroom furniture when she moved to Florida in 2004, it just worked great to keep green as an accent color.&lt;br /&gt;
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Paige's room is the first room you see when you come to the top of my second floor.&amp;nbsp; Normally her door is shut so it's never a problem when it's a disaster.&amp;nbsp; And normally it's a disaster!&amp;nbsp; But I had her clean it before we left and her friend's are coming over in a few hours to go to the Lawrence County Fair and she ridded it up a bit.&amp;nbsp; If you look closely on top of her dresser you will see some dishes.&amp;nbsp; DRIVES.ME.NUTS.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Yes the one curtain rod is falling down.&amp;nbsp; The existing nail hole is just too worn out and I've never taken the time to fill it with putty.&amp;nbsp; I promise it will get fixed when we do her curtains.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;This is the view to the left of her door way.&amp;nbsp; Her closet door does not close all the way.&amp;nbsp; Very common problem in old houses, but we're good at fixing that.&amp;nbsp; Just never gotten to it...like the curtain rod.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes- that is her gerbil.&amp;nbsp; The same one from Easter years ago!!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;This is the view looking into the hallway.&amp;nbsp; Her walls are pretty banged up.&amp;nbsp; When I removed the wallpaper, I really didn't do a good job of sanding any rough areas.&amp;nbsp; Plus Paige used to have tons of posters on her walls and so they are chipped from tape.&amp;nbsp; She wouldn't use poster putty.&amp;nbsp; Also if you look real close between the two doors, below the light switch is a hole in her plaster.&amp;nbsp; We're guessing it's from all the door slamming she's done in the 8 years we've lived here.&amp;nbsp; It just fell off a few weeks ago and so we have to rip out the plaster and fix it with drywall.&amp;nbsp; Again you can see MORE DISHES!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;This is the only wall that will accommodate her bed.&amp;nbsp; We've had it in front of the two front windows, but it makes me nervous.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The green armoire doesn't hold anything except stuffed animals.&amp;nbsp; It does have two drawers with shirts and shorts, but we are not replacing it.&amp;nbsp; I think we will either put in a closet organizer or use under bed storage as her dressers really don't hold much clothes.&amp;nbsp; To me they just take up a lot of space to store items that can be put somewhere else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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This is a view from the door way of the other wall.&amp;nbsp; That long dresser has 3 drawers that hold her underwear, socks, pajamas, and sweat shirts.&amp;nbsp; I'm thinking of getting 2 side tables for her bed to store undies and pajamas and again use closet organizer or under bed storage for sweat suits.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Paige loves the color green now.&amp;nbsp; At Christmas time, I found this quilt at Homegoods and it's the inspiration for her new room.&amp;nbsp; Luckily, she loves it too.&amp;nbsp; She had said she wanted to redo her room in blue and green and I thought this was perfect.&amp;nbsp; I want her room to have a grown up feel.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;She picked out furniture that she saw in the PB Teen catalog.&amp;nbsp; She only wants a vanity and a new desk.&amp;nbsp; I can't afford PB Teen and I think I should be able to find what she wants cheaper at other stores.&amp;nbsp; I just purchased her desk 2 years ago and I am probably just going to paint it white as that's the color she wants her new furniture.&amp;nbsp; Once we pick out colors for her walls, I can get started.&amp;nbsp; I would like to be done within the next few weeks (furniture and new bed not included).&amp;nbsp; And she's real excited too!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6051837033093553358-3224533058141551636?l=myexperimentallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Yah, we're nuts.&amp;nbsp; Look out Pittsburgh here we come!&amp;nbsp; They may need to drop me off at Primanti's or the North Shore Deli for some sanity filling sangwhiches while I get my Pittsburgh on!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Hope yinz have a fun filled weekend...&amp;nbsp; (my mother is probably yelling at me now...she dispised the word yinz!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6051837033093553358-876055580780257283?l=myexperimentallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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This is not Paige's room.&amp;nbsp; This is my room with some of the things that she wants to get rid of.&amp;nbsp; Poor Peanut is barely visible!&lt;br /&gt;
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We've been talking about re-doing Paige's room for&amp;nbsp;some time.&amp;nbsp; She has hand me down furniture that is just not functional and her poor mattress was a quick buy for less than $100 at Big Lots.&amp;nbsp; I've been secretly going in her room and cleaning out some things but it was so hard not to just go through everything.&amp;nbsp; She would have been so upset if I did that and it would not have been fair to her either.&lt;br /&gt;
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So I gave her an ultimatum.&amp;nbsp; Clean out your closet and drawers and then we can re-do your room.&amp;nbsp; I told her that Thursday night.&amp;nbsp; By Sunday, she finally got to work.&amp;nbsp; And she worked really hard.&amp;nbsp; She took some breaks here and there, but cleaned out most of her clothes drawers and her closet.&amp;nbsp; She just has her desk drawers and a couple cupboards to go through and she will be done. The best part is that she really cleaned out all of her toys!! And she cleared out a lot of books.&amp;nbsp; I know some other little girl is going to be blessed with all of this.&lt;br /&gt;
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I have no before or during shots because we technically are not allowed in her room.&amp;nbsp; She wants to surprise us when she's all done and show us each drawer&amp;nbsp;and cupboard.&amp;nbsp; I have been sneaking in and checking things out though!!&lt;br /&gt;
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We've picked out furniture.&amp;nbsp; Well, she chose furniture she liked from PB Teen, but I can't afford that so I am going to be on the look out for furniture similar to what she wants.&amp;nbsp; Mainly, she wants a vanity.&amp;nbsp; And a new desk but we just bought hers a couple years ago and if I paint it white, it'll match what she wants.&amp;nbsp; Her color palette is teal and green from a quilt I bought her for Christmas.&amp;nbsp; I think it's going to look so pretty, but most importantly is the fact that she's getting rid of a lot of things that should have gone years ago.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now to get things listed on eBay and/or tagged for a yard sale!&amp;nbsp; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6051837033093553358-2181126298140161427?l=myexperimentallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Because I couldn't stand the way the living area was, I had to clean it up.&amp;nbsp; Which also led me to go through some of the containers of toys that have been collecting dust.&amp;nbsp; As I put away the stray toys,&amp;nbsp;I ended up going through Jeff Michael's container of Knex and Legos.&amp;nbsp; Big mistake.&amp;nbsp; That took me forever to go through because I did not realize how similar those are.&amp;nbsp; But I did find most of the pieces to put his Star Wars Lego sets together.&amp;nbsp; Amazingly, the only piece I am missing is one of the Storm Troopers heads.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Then I decided that I had to clean out the bottom of Jeff's closet.&amp;nbsp; More stray pieces of toys that had to be returned to the right place led me to the office.&amp;nbsp; I cleaned out the other side of the office and have toys ready for either ebay or a yard sale.&lt;br /&gt;
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Long story short, I eventually got back to the task at hand which was locating all his school records.&amp;nbsp; I now have a 10 gallon tote filled with his papers from Pre-school to 3rd grade.&amp;nbsp; I was able to get his height and weight information for his doctor's visit and also put Paige's papers in a pile to be organized as well.&amp;nbsp; I think I may have saved too many papers to be neatly stored in binders or even lidded boxes (unless I stick with the totes).&amp;nbsp; Luckily, as evident from Paige's 5th and 6th grade papers, there are WAY less things.&amp;nbsp; I guess as they get older, they make less cute artwork.&amp;nbsp; Most of Paige's 6th grade papers are essays she's written.&amp;nbsp; I'm thinking by the time she's in 12th grade it will be even less.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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As far as Jeff's appointment, it went well.&amp;nbsp; They want to rule out some hormonal and/or other physiological problems that could be affecting his growth.&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately that required more blood work.&amp;nbsp; Like 7 tubes of blood!&amp;nbsp; But he did awesome and did not complain at all.&amp;nbsp; We are changing his diet so that he is consuming less sugar as the doctor thinks he's using sugar to fuel up and not eating.&amp;nbsp; I totally agree.&amp;nbsp; He listened to her and is not giving us much trouble about cutting back on sugary drinks and eating more protein and vegis.&amp;nbsp; I am hoping this will help him gain some weight too.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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His doctor isn't rushing anything at this point.&amp;nbsp; She was really great and explained a lot of options to us.&amp;nbsp; We are hoping that his growth hormones are normal and that he will not need to have to take any.&amp;nbsp; He goes back to see her in a few weeks once his lab work is done.&amp;nbsp; She should have a better understanding if there is anything physiologically preventing him from growing.&amp;nbsp; But she also said that he just may have his growth spurt later, there is no way of knowing.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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So at least I was able to get his school papers organized in one spot.&amp;nbsp; And I did get some other organizing to do's done!&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6051837033093553358-9019791647805741515?l=myexperimentallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I am working on another unexpected organizing project- school papers.&amp;nbsp; It has nothing to do with school starting next month.&amp;nbsp; Or the fact that I totally procrastinated on making any sort of attempt at keeping the kids papers in order.&amp;nbsp; No it all has to do with a certain little boy who remains below the fifth percentile in height.&amp;nbsp; This cute little guy....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The next picture may help explain things a little more.&amp;nbsp; The boy to the left of Jeffrey is 2 days older than him.&amp;nbsp; His mother and I are good friends and grew up together.&amp;nbsp; We had the same oby and it was cool that the boys were in the nursery together!&amp;nbsp; The little boy to the right of Jeffrey is actually 6 weeks YOUNGER than Jeff.&amp;nbsp;He doesn't turn 10&amp;nbsp;until mid&amp;nbsp;August.&amp;nbsp;He is really big for his age whereas the boy on the left is average.&amp;nbsp; So when I took Jeff for his﻿ annual check up, we decided to get a bone x-ray again to see what his bone age is compared to his age.&amp;nbsp; We've been doing this periodically since he was 5 and up till now it's just been a wait and see if he has a growth spurt since his bone age has been 3 yrs behind his true age.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We have been asked to have him be seen by an endocrinologist to make sure there is no other underlying reason for him being so small.&amp;nbsp; We never expected our children to be super tall as Jeff and are short ourselves, but we do want to make sure he will be a decent height.&amp;nbsp; And now the doctors feel it's time to move to the next phase of checking his hormones. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So what does this have to do with school papers?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Well, the endocrinologist wants all his medical records, important baby milestones (when he talked, walked, potty trained) and school records of height and weight.&amp;nbsp; That requires report cards.&amp;nbsp; Which requires me to find his school papers.&amp;nbsp; Which requires me to search the dozen areas that I've been stashing their papers.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Pre school and Kindergarten at the Christian school were easy to find because I dumped them in a drawer in the attic dresser.&amp;nbsp; Bad thing about it was that I thought it would be safe to keep a lot of the hand made items - you know pasta necklaces and cheerio art- since it was in the attic in a drawer.&amp;nbsp; Except that bugs found their way to said drawer and ate away at his masterpieces.&amp;nbsp; And there were some new family members that set up their home there in the cotton ball Santa crafts.&amp;nbsp; YUCK!&amp;nbsp; It was reminiscent of &lt;a href="http://www.thebeardediris.com/2011/07/19/pantryweevil/"&gt;The Bearded Iris &lt;/a&gt;recent post on a delicious protein packed rice recipe.&amp;nbsp; YUM!&amp;nbsp; Except she took photos and I just carefully dumped them in the trash hoping my husband wouldn't see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This made me realize that I need to go through all their papers and organize them better.&amp;nbsp; And since his doctor's appointment is on Wednesday, I will need to do this fast!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I haven't decided how I want to store them.&amp;nbsp; Some bloggers put their kid's papers in hanging file boxes&amp;nbsp; and some keep them in lidded boxes.&amp;nbsp; I like both ideas.&amp;nbsp; Another thing is to make books of their artwork.&amp;nbsp; I did that with Paige's Kindergarten artwork when Oprah was giving away free photo books.&amp;nbsp; It turned out ok.&amp;nbsp; I didn't do a good job taking pictures of her items and some things got cropped funny on the pages.&amp;nbsp; So I may try that again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hopefully, at least I will gather everything into one area and weed out all the papers that really don't need to be saved.&amp;nbsp; So like my office desk, I am off to start working on organizing something that's long overdue but now I'm &lt;strike&gt;forced﻿&lt;/strike&gt; eager to tackle!&amp;nbsp; If anyone has any cool ideas for storing these wonderful papers that I'm sure I'll be the only one glad I saved, please leave comment and link to your site!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6051837033093553358-3092348015178898651?l=myexperimentallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lrFhtIsVWUk/TjAkvRl-bZI/AAAAAAAAANk/djd8xdoY7TI/s1600/220.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lrFhtIsVWUk/TjAkvRl-bZI/AAAAAAAAANk/djd8xdoY7TI/s400/220.JPG" t$="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jeff bunted a lot as a lefty hitter and fast runner&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IHEJGC8y0wU/TjAlI3fU8QI/AAAAAAAAANo/6pAzQ-crw_A/s1600/Jeff+Baseball+and+Birthday+292.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IHEJGC8y0wU/TjAlI3fU8QI/AAAAAAAAANo/6pAzQ-crw_A/s400/Jeff+Baseball+and+Birthday+292.JPG" t$="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I still can't tell how Paige could see with her helmet&lt;br /&gt;
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Both my kids love playing and we really enjoy going to the games.&amp;nbsp; Not much gets done from May to July in our house, but we spend so much time with friends it's all worth it.&amp;nbsp; We don't do travel ball although Paige is thinking of joining a fast pitch league that does some local travel- nothing that would require over night stays or anything like that.&amp;nbsp; Some of our friends do have kids on travel ball and financially we could never do it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Things have winded down now and we will have a break until fall ball starts. My son does not want to play football which is ok by us.&amp;nbsp; And this year Paige made the 7th grade cheerleading squad so her games are during the week and shouldn't interfere with their ball games.&lt;br /&gt;
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So even though I've been working part time for the past 2 months, most of my days and nights have been hanging out with my family.&amp;nbsp; I miss blogging and my house is suffering the most, but it was time more than well spent.&lt;br /&gt;
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And speaking of baseball-- what the heck call was that for the Pirates?&amp;nbsp; I've seen some bad calls at my kid's games, but seriously Blue.&amp;nbsp; The Pirates have finally come around after the past 18-19yrs of losing season's and bad management.&amp;nbsp; Too lose in 19 innings on a call that was clearly wrong is just a shame.&amp;nbsp; What a way to lose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6051837033093553358-1771168799839376016?l=myexperimentallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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But back to the worse room in our house.&amp;nbsp; My office.&amp;nbsp; I've probably written more posts about this room than any other room in the house.&amp;nbsp; I clean it and then destroy it almost immediately.&amp;nbsp; It's just that room in our house where we throw things to deal with later.&amp;nbsp; Except later rarely comes.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Luckily, when we purchased our new computer weeks ago, Jeff had to remove all the clutter on the desk top to undo cords.&amp;nbsp; That allowed me to see how nice the desk is with out all the junk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V-XsQBVhF54/Ti2IgP1g-WI/AAAAAAAAAM8/9ZVEoW6zXZs/s1600/IMG_1159.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V-XsQBVhF54/Ti2IgP1g-WI/AAAAAAAAAM8/9ZVEoW6zXZs/s400/IMG_1159.JPG" t$="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Total view of desktop&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i1yNJaQcnGU/Ti2I0EMxqYI/AAAAAAAAANI/4FQq5_Qfv68/s1600/IMG_1162.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i1yNJaQcnGU/Ti2I0EMxqYI/AAAAAAAAANI/4FQq5_Qfv68/s400/IMG_1162.JPG" t$="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;As you can tell by my monitor,&amp;nbsp;I was reading Flylady emails&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vuOkKHqqrbQ/Ti2Itgm28RI/AAAAAAAAANA/EHsuehuD4LQ/s1600/IMG_1161.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vuOkKHqqrbQ/Ti2Itgm28RI/AAAAAAAAANA/EHsuehuD4LQ/s400/IMG_1161.JPG" t$="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Closeups of desktops- little room for anything- haha see my spring cleaning check list- still not done!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ozFVdIU036Q/Ti2IwywY5AI/AAAAAAAAANE/uHjYLh-dyFU/s1600/IMG_1160.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ozFVdIU036Q/Ti2IwywY5AI/AAAAAAAAANE/uHjYLh-dyFU/s400/IMG_1160.JPG" t$="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bulletin board- oh by the way the before picture was taken in March!!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;
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It's pretty easy to see that there was no room for anything on the desk.&amp;nbsp; You could barely move the mouse around let alone write something on a scrap of paper.&lt;br /&gt;
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Cleaning off the top of the desk was easy since the whole right side was bare thanks to Jeff.&amp;nbsp; I just had to remove all the crap from the left.&amp;nbsp; Including the purple bin which contained all the extra Christmas photo cards from the past 4 years and junk that I would just throw in there - again to deal with later.&amp;nbsp; Sensing a theme in my life.&amp;nbsp; PROCRASTINATION.&lt;br /&gt;
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I did not replace anything except what was truly needed. A pen holder and a pad of paper.&amp;nbsp; I wanted to take off the glass top and clean it but it weighs a ton and Jeff was no where to be found.&amp;nbsp; Next time he's around it won't take much to clear all the stuff off and take it off.&amp;nbsp; Well, I always say that but it's never as easy as I think something's going to be! &lt;br /&gt;
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Now it's so easy to work at the computer.&amp;nbsp; And relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-seURyrX80i8/Ti2NOxvKGvI/AAAAAAAAANY/srHkjp4UBIk/s1600/191.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-seURyrX80i8/Ti2NOxvKGvI/AAAAAAAAANY/srHkjp4UBIk/s640/191.JPG" t$="true" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bulletin board actually has more on it and after shot was taken in June&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-85Zgz40N9-k/Ti2NTlt726I/AAAAAAAAANc/G9ZHoXAJnmM/s1600/192.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-85Zgz40N9-k/Ti2NTlt726I/AAAAAAAAANc/G9ZHoXAJnmM/s640/192.JPG" t$="true" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now we can move the mouse around so much easier&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
﻿ &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hwXH1PplXA0/Ti2NLUcuUyI/AAAAAAAAANU/O4tmzeJLqeE/s1600/193.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hwXH1PplXA0/Ti2NLUcuUyI/AAAAAAAAANU/O4tmzeJLqeE/s400/193.JPG" t$="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nice clean work space&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_SdZ7KLnDsI/Ti2NXG4IX4I/AAAAAAAAANg/J8h1aH21Bss/s1600/190.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_SdZ7KLnDsI/Ti2NXG4IX4I/AAAAAAAAANg/J8h1aH21Bss/s640/190.JPG" t$="true" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now to save up money for a new chair&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;
The rest of the office is&amp;nbsp;a wreck.&amp;nbsp; My&lt;a href="http://myexperimentallife.blogspot.com/2011/04/more-office-work.html"&gt; file cabinet&lt;/a&gt; has stayed clean and hopefully the desk will too.&amp;nbsp; My goal this week is to gather all our junk and have a yard sale this weekend.&amp;nbsp; I don't think we have anything going on.&amp;nbsp; Famous last words!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6051837033093553358-1173434229664219518?l=myexperimentallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Sunday night I decided to block out my day by hours.&amp;nbsp; I made a chart from 7 am to 9pm.&amp;nbsp; I figured I would assign certain tasks during each hour.&amp;nbsp; In theory I could accomplish 14 tasks on Monday.&amp;nbsp; Yah, in theory.&lt;br /&gt;
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In reality, I slept until 9:00am.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't sleep Sunday night- probably from all the anticipated excitement of all the things I would get done!&amp;nbsp; Haha!&amp;nbsp; While I did get up at 7 am, I let the dog out and put some clothes in the wash, I crawled back to bed.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Technically I did get 2 things done, so it wasn't a total loss.&lt;br /&gt;
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Because the we were expecting temperatures to reach the high 80's, I decided to tackle the attic.&amp;nbsp; It was still cool enough outside and the attic was cool.&amp;nbsp; From 9:30 to 10:30 am, I got a ton of things out of the storage area and boxed up for a yard sale.&amp;nbsp; Or else it's all going to Salvation Army.&amp;nbsp; I condensed most of my husband's cross country items into 4 large boxes for him to sort through.&amp;nbsp; But it was starting to get really warm up there and I had to pick up my son at 11 am so I figured it was&amp;nbsp;a good break time.&lt;br /&gt;
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When we got home, I needed to relax a little.&amp;nbsp; My son decided he wanted to go through some things to put in the yard sale and I helped him reach some things in his closet to go through.&amp;nbsp; I headed back up to the attic around 11:30 am to start bringing down boxes.&amp;nbsp; It was super hot up there and I knew I was done working up there for a while.&amp;nbsp; I brought down a large pile of sheets and stray clothes that the kids left up there and got them in the wash.&lt;br /&gt;
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My husband and Paige came home from cross country practice around 12:15 and so I kind of got sidetracked with them.&amp;nbsp; We had lunch and I cleaned up the kitchen.&amp;nbsp; My son wanted to go to his friend's house and while my husband took him, I stayed home with Paige.&amp;nbsp; That was around 1:30.&amp;nbsp; I vacuumed and dusted the living room, dining room, and staircase.&amp;nbsp; It took about an hour since I moved all the chairs in the dining room and my staircase is so big.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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After that, I was done.&amp;nbsp; I wanted to keep cleaning and organizing, but I couldn't. I got lazy.&amp;nbsp; Bored.&amp;nbsp; Tired.&amp;nbsp; I kept looking at my time sheet and thinking that I could get at least 6 more things done (it was around 3 pm by this time).&amp;nbsp; I kept thinking about how when I am at work time stops.&amp;nbsp; How I imagine all the million things that I&amp;nbsp;could get done at home.&amp;nbsp; Yet when I am at home, time flies.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And it's as though nothing&amp;nbsp;gets done.&amp;nbsp; I want to be on a regimented schedule, but don't like to be constrained at the the same time.&lt;br /&gt;
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I wasted time on the computer and did&amp;nbsp;laundry.&amp;nbsp; Around 5:30&amp;nbsp;Jeff and I started&amp;nbsp;dinner.&amp;nbsp; My son was still at his friend's house.&amp;nbsp; My daughter had a friend over and I took them to get ice cream.&amp;nbsp; After she left, we went to pick up my son around 7:30pm.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;On our way home, he saw another friend and went over his&amp;nbsp;house and my husband went to&amp;nbsp;work out.&amp;nbsp; It was around 8 pm and I thought that I could squeeze a few more things in before I went to bed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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I loaded my car with cardboard recycling to&amp;nbsp;drop off after work today and I cleaned my office&amp;nbsp;desk.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I am doing a separate post on that!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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So while I would love to say that I&amp;nbsp;efficiently worked every hour yesterday, I cannot.&amp;nbsp; But it wasn't a&amp;nbsp;total loss.&amp;nbsp; My attic and&amp;nbsp;office are much better.&amp;nbsp; My downstairs got cleaned and I have clean sheets ready for weekend guests.&amp;nbsp; I also realize that sometimes it's unrealistic to expect&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;work like a robot all&amp;nbsp;day.&amp;nbsp; I have unrealistic expectations of my ability to manage my time.&amp;nbsp; I have to admit that I like to putz around throughout my day.&amp;nbsp; I like to have lazy day moments where I look at a magazine or just sit outside and hang out&amp;nbsp;with my cat.&amp;nbsp; My&amp;nbsp;to do list will still be there for tomorrow.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I can still try to use my time efficiently so that I don't waste my entire day.&amp;nbsp; Balance is&amp;nbsp;all that I am looking to achieve.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6051837033093553358-4733996491056309427?l=myexperimentallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Unfortunately, this caused a disaster in my office!&amp;nbsp; The new tower is&amp;nbsp;bigger than the old one and Jeff had to move things around on our shelves.&amp;nbsp; Which meant that things were dumped on the floor and now it's chaos.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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But so far, the computer is so fast and I'm curious to see how quickly it downloads pics.&amp;nbsp; It should be restored by this afternoon and maybe I can get pictures and get back to posting.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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So happy we spent money we didn't have!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6051837033093553358-5808989428527020975?l=myexperimentallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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While we were out buying my son an ipod touch for his birthday, we picked up a new computer&amp;nbsp;tower and new telephones too!&amp;nbsp; Both were badly needed and greatly appreciated.&amp;nbsp; I am hoping that tonight we get the computer hooked up so I can move pictures off my camera.&amp;nbsp; It's completely full from baseball and birthday parties.&amp;nbsp; Plus I have so much to update on this blog.&amp;nbsp; I have been posting these quick updates from work just so my few readers don't think I've completely abandoned them!&amp;nbsp; I just can't add photos from anywhere but the main computer and I like to have pictures with each post to make it more interesting.&lt;br /&gt;
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But I need to get back to work.&amp;nbsp; Happy Belated Birthday Post Jeffrey!&amp;nbsp; Can't believe you are ten.&amp;nbsp; I hope you had fun this week with all the parties and baseball games.&amp;nbsp; Mommy and Daddy (and even Paige) love you sooooo much!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6051837033093553358-5890480517802340780?l=myexperimentallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I can't believe it's July 1st tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; My son's 10th birthday.&amp;nbsp; A month away from school starting.&amp;nbsp; And all the month of June I've only been working 2 days a week and have been busier than ever.&amp;nbsp; I can't remember the last time I vacuumed the downstairs area rugs. Let alone done any major cleaning and organizing.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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And boy does my house show it.&amp;nbsp; I have been keeping my car clean.&amp;nbsp; I have to.&amp;nbsp; We've been on the run so much that if I don't keep it organized all hell would break loose.&amp;nbsp; My dining room table has become a dumping ground for life.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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I think things will slow down after the 4th.&amp;nbsp; Jeffrey Michael is done with baseball and Paige has her last few games tonight and tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; My husband has started cross country a few weeks ago, but he will be increasing the workout schedule to 4-5 days a week.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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We aren't taking any big vacations this year.&amp;nbsp; We may go to Cedar Point for a few days and hit some other small amusement parks in the area.&amp;nbsp; Very low key compared to last year.&lt;br /&gt;
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Off to work and then Paige's softball game....then the best part of my week....4 day weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6051837033093553358-8626068479342950479?l=myexperimentallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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