2015: The Year of Simplicity

2015: The Year of Simplicity

When I haven’t posted anything in a while, sometimes it’s hard to know where to start.  I just turned on Pandora and the Christian Contemporary Christmas station is still playing. Yes, I suppose it’s been a good week or so.

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Simplified: applesauce and water

 

As with most situations in my life, I’ll start by making a list.

 

My goal in 2015 was/is to simplify our lives.  With both parents now working full time with 3 young and active children this is key.  Here’s some tweaks I’ve made to try to do just that.

 

1.  Move the girls off-campus after school activities, on-campus.  It’s too hard trying to leave work/school to drive them to off campus activities, particularly when their school offers sports, arts, academics and everything in between.  We started with Kenley enrolling in two after-school art classes beginning this week. Britton may, or may not, continue with her Monday afternoon ballet class.  Life is about choices, and we’re still working through those choices.

2.  Workouts have conveniently returned. Bless my sweet hubby’s heart– the man gave me an indoor gym for Christmas! We now have an elliptical, flat screen TV, mat, towels, an assortment of weighted dumb bells, jump ropes and steps in our heated/cooled garage. No more running (or lack thereof)  in the early morning dark, looking over my shoulder.  This means I can exercise before work (5:30 am) which makes me less grouchy, less fluffy and much happier.  Thank you, thank you, thank you!

3. Scaling down from two jobs to one.  Waking up at 5:20 a.m. to help my sweet Mama with her publicity/social media, has come to an end. I had to make a choice- a little extra pocket change or exercise,  Once again, a choice to simplify was made.

 

Simplified: return of the nap

Simplified: return of the nap

4. My oven has a delayed start- who knew. We welcome the smell of baked potatoes, bread and the such when we arrive home at nights now.

5.  Lunches will always be a working lunch from now on.  I’ve come to accept that making the 30 minute round-trip drive home for lunch is worth it. I manage to toss a load of laundry into the dryer, clean kitchen dishes, run dishwasher, make beds, let Poochie outside, wipe counters and start dinner. Oh, I eat lunch too.  This is a give-you-indigestion kind of lunch hour but the benefit of walking into a clean and prepped home at the end a long day is well worth the cost.

 

Simplified: Making sure they learn how to be a good friend- starting at home.

Simplified: Making sure they learn how to be a good friend- starting at home.

6. Giving myself some slack at dinner time.  Once a week, if we eat leftovers or even worse… drive through dinner… the Dinner Police are not going to arrest me.  In fact, they probably won’t even notice.  There’s no reason for me to cook 7 nights a week.  Setting my expectation bar a tad lower makes me breathe easier (and my children smile– who doesn’t love  an impromptu Chic Fil A for dinner).  Whew, glad I got that off my chest (although I still cringe when we eat anything out during the week).

7. Prep, prep, then when I’m done, prep some more. Lunches, for the most part, get packed the night before. Outfits for the entire week (including myself) are laid out on Sundays.  Meals, no questions asked, need to be planned in advance. There’s no such thing as winging it when I’m preparing 75 meals/work week for my crew.  As my friend Autumn pointed out recently, if I am willing to sacrifice two-three hours on Sunday to prepare, the week will run much smoother. She was right.

 

Britton and friends over the Christmas break.

Simplified: friends

 

Simplified: online shopping (First (successful) Joss &Main purchase. Outdoor carriage lights)

Simplified: online shopping (First (successful) Joss &Main purchase. Outdoor carriage lights)

Simplified, simplified, simplified. It gonna have to work.

2015: The Year of Simplicity

No preppin' for the Poochie Mama.

Simplified: homemade haircuts return for the Poochie Mama (I’m sporting a new do too– bangs!)

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