Car Maintenance: A Cautionary PSA

Surprise! You know, since beginning this blogging thing a few months ago, I now find myself in a constant state of trying to figure out what to write about next. If you know me, you know that lately, if we have a conversation, I can randomly shout out, “OOO! I need to blog this.” Of course, I always follow proper blogging etiquette which stipulates when you talk about someone in your entry, you ask permission from that person before you publish the story to the interwebs. Today was no different. I made several notes in my blogging book about future topics, and in the midst of that, something happened that I just had to blog about. Right now. 

So, my husband and I went out to dinner at one of our favorite restaurants in town. This is a restaurant that has a case of beverages and an array of potato chip flavors next to the check out counter. One of these potato chip selections is chocolate covered. Let me repeat that for my mostly female audience: Chocolate. Covered. Potato. Chips. They are as delicious as they sound. Since we are big fans, we bought a container before leaving the restaurant. 

Now in an earlier entry, I mentioned how we are organizationally challenged. This lack of organization extends to our car. So, as we are pulling out of the restaurant, the potato chip container, dangling sideways on the dashboard, starts rolling towards me. With quick reflexes I recover the container before it spills. See, some time before this, my husband had been snacking on corn nuts in our car from a small paper cup. While driving one day, he stopped short and some of the corn nuts flew up into the air (ala The Matrix–it was pretty impressive), and landed on the floor mat of our car. When the potato chips almost followed the same fate as those sad corn nuts, I panicked and was able to save them in time. Because you know what would have happened to our car if the chips had hit the floor to mix with the salty corn nuts? One awful fate……….. 

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Don’t be like us. Save your car from mechanical diabeetus and clean it out regularly! Your car will thank you! 😀 

I hope this bonus blog made you smile. Have a great Monday!

*Wilford Brimely meme appears courtesy of: https://heavyeditorial.files.wordpress.com/2014/05/wilford-brimley-meme.jpg

Organized Chaos: New Life Goal

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Happy Monday! Who else needed a coffee this large to get started? This pot is currently empty, but no worries, I can brew more if you need. 😉

1976. It was in this year that Nadia Comaneci won 3 gold medals in gymnastics at the Montreal Olympic games. In Canada the CN tower, the worlds tallest freestanding structure, is completed. Fidel Castro becomes president of Cuba. 1976 was a ground breaking year in history.

1976 is also currently the number of unread messages in my email inbox. Sigh. In the last year my go to source for messages and pertinent information has switched dramatically from mostly email to mostly Facebook. I blame the fact that I no longer work a traditional job, so I no longer have to check my email several times a day for messages of importance. This all boils down to organization. Or a lack thereof, in my case.

Organization is something I’ve struggled with my entire life. Living with ADHD will do that to you. The crazy thing about a lack of organization is that it can also trigger anxiety-especially the thought of trying to reorganize your life when it gets out of control. As a teenager/young adult struggling with organization, I dreamed of marrying someone who was organized, so that at least life would be a bit more manageable. So let’s fast forward 20 years……Can you figure out who I married??

Ah, he’s a wonderful man who loves me for me. He’s hard working, incredibly kind and generous, and pretty easy on the eyes (added bonus? You betcha! 😉 ). He also leaves a pile of socks on the floor, can’t find the toilet paper holder on the wall to save his life, and is constantly asking, “Honey, have you seen my….”. As I write that last sentence I realize this is fairly normal guy stuff, and I thank my lucky stars that he never leaves the toilet seat up. I’m really not that much better. Both of us are organizationally challenged and that’s the reality. Knowing this can be half the battle. It’s what to do about it that becomes a challenge.

Making lists has been my de facto solution for years. Lists help me to see what I need to get done, and it can be oh so satisfying to cross finished tasks off the list. When I was a child, my mom had one way to ensure her kids got things done. She’d make a list for us, and then-sometimes-hide a coupon for ice cream at the location of one of our tasks. If we found it and finished the task, we’d be rewarded with ice cream. I found this coupon only once. As an adult, I wonder if an incentive like this would be effective in helping me become more organized. But since it’s just my husband and myself, I’d probably be the one to hide the coupon, which takes away most of the anticipation. Perhaps I should blindfold myself, and hide it in a place that I literally can’t see. Nah, scratch that. With my luck it’d end up in my husband’s pile of socks. 😀

What techniques do you have to keep yourself organized? Comment below.

Remember you are not alone!

Cheers

*coffee pot photo courtesy of http://www.lhhc.org/coffeepot.asp

Spring Cleaning and Tweezers: Lulabelle’s Rules of Order

Hey guys guess what? Can you guess? IT’s SPRING!!! I am SO stinkin’ excited for warmer weather! I’m sufficiently coffeed and ready to rock-so let’s get this first LAFF (Lulabelle’s Anxiety Free Friday) of spring started.

Organization and constantly losing things because of the lack of the first element can be a great source of stress for someone with anxiety. This is something that I’ve struggled with my entire life. Recently one item in particular keeps going missing in my life. Tweezers.

Much like the movie Groundhog Day, I’ll buy a pair of tweezers to groom the crazy hairs on my face–lovely mental image, you’re welcome–and eventually within weeks or months they are gone. The last pair I had were just purchased last Sunday. They also went missing the same day. This should probably earn me some sort of award: World Record in Losing Stuff or something.

Before I was able to buy a new pair of tweezers, some areas of my face I tweeze managed to grow so long that I was literally able to pull out a few hairs with my BARE HANDS (holy crap, I’m Wonder Woman! ). I did try to replace them with a pair of the best tweezers on the market, but when I went into the store to buy them, I chickened out. Do I really need a pair of $23 tweezers that I’ll just lose next week? Next option please!

WIth my history of losing tweezers, when I purchased the latest replacement, I thought I’d be smart and put them in a place I’d use them regularly, and remember to keep them there. My purse. This seems like an odd place to put a pair of tweezers, but I sometimes arrive at appointments early and have to wait. While waiting, I’ll sometimes look over my face and tweeze stragglers. In my head, this made perfect sense.

So it came as quite a shock when I searched my purse and didn’t find my tweezers anywhere. I even emptied all the pockets last night and threw out all the pieces that weren’t necessary–mostly used kleenex’s and empty gum wrappers. At least my purse was cleaned out, but I was flummoxed as to where my newest tweezers ran off to. Even my oldest cat searched for them. Nothing. In the midst of cleaning out my purse, it dawned on me where they were.

“Hey Mom, they don’t seem to be under here”

I had bought them on Sunday afternoon and was on my way to a party later in the day. During the car ride over, I brought out my tweezers to make a couple minor adjustments. My husband, who was driving, stopped short at one point and the tweezers flew out of my hands and under the seat. Yes, I realize tweezing one’s face in a moving vehicle is risky, but I’ve always come out of the experience with both eyebrows completely intact so, so far, so good. Plus it helps to go with curved tipped tweezers in situations such as this.

In life you are gonna lose stuff, especially if you are like me. The way to get through this is to get creative in three ways. First, put things in places that, while unconventional, are places you’ll remember. Secondly, if you choose to tweeze in a moving vehicle, make sure your tweezers have a blunt end. And finally, if all else fails and you manage to lose your tweezers, be bold. Start a new fashion trend by braiding your chin and eyebrow hair. Then call Vogue.

I hope this entry made you smile. Feel free to share this with anyone that needs a laugh. Remember you are not alone. I’ll see you back here on Monday!

Cheers!