Home Sweat Home: Outside Updates for Fall

This is not going to be the most captivating post; a departure from my usual, I know. I don’t even have any pictures to show you. But, I do have a few more outside updates to fill you in on because celebrating progress is always important!

In this post, I mentioned that we were hoping to get a few things done before summer set. I wanted to fix up our deck, remove the hot tub and walkway, as well as fertilize the lawn. Well, we didn’t get to all of that. But last week we hired someone to aerate and fertilize! Normally I would have loved to DIY this but our To Do list is long and nap time is much too short. Hiring help is a good plan for us. We grabbed a bag of grass seed and top soil so that’s what we’ve been working this past week. We hope it will bring some life back to our neglected and decrepit lawn. Cross your fingers that this all works!

The leaves are starting to fall and we have more apples to clean up but that’ll be it for this fall’s Outside To Dos.

My aspirations for Spring:

  • Fertilize again because we are in serious rehab mode now
  • Fix the deck (install railings, remove walkway, and secure any loose boards)
  • Fix sprinkler system. It’s currently hosed (har har) and it’s the main reason why our lawn sucks.
  • Remove hot tub
  • Powerwash the deck (it’s needs a really good scrubbing)

Anyone else doing some last minute lawn CPR before the snow flies? By this time last year, we had already gotten dumped on!

Home Sweat Home: Master Linen Closet

Oh boy oh boy, another linen closet! Who’s excited?!

This is the master linen closet. It sits at the end of our hallway upstairs, sandwiched between our room and Amelie’s nursery. As you can see, there was a whole lot going on in here and none of it was helpful:

Towels would explode out at me each time I opened it. It actually looks a teeny bit better than usual because I had transferred some items to the downstairs guest bathroom linen closet, which freed up space in this one.

I created a plan, like last time. I know our needs will probably change but for now I thought this would be a pretty good system.

My main goals were to get cleaning products and medicine out of reach of exploring little hands, as well as store all of our extra bathroom products here so it would be easier to see if we were out of anything. I also wanted to keep only the linens for the master bedroom since Amelie and Baby Boy’s linens can stay in the nursery for the time being.

I cleaned everything out. Like the other closets, it’s marred with stained contact paper. One of the shelves even has a burn mark.

I have no idea what the previous owners were storing on that shelf, their hot iron?

This closet also houses a little secret. We have a whole-house-fan in the hallway. It’s pretty awesome/scary. When you turn it on, it sounds like a tornado and the house cools down in minutes on a hot day. The switch to turn on the fan is in this closet:

This closet was more difficult for me to organize because we have to store so much more stuff in it. It filled up fast!

I’d love it to be a more open and airy but everything is kind of crammed in there. At least it has order (in my mind), although it’s not all pretty. I’m hoping once we live with it for a while, we can see what really needs to stay, what can go and if this system works for us.

I once again employed my trick of storing all of our plastic bags in a fabric bag that new sheets had come in. You know the bag. The bag where you could never ever fold a sheet up like that again to fit back in it? It’s perfect to house our overflow of plastic bags. We try to use mostly cloth for grocery shopping and such but somehow we still end up accumulating plastic bags here and there, which we use to line our bathroom trash cans. The plastic bag storage was a happy accident since I am trying to use only what I have on hand.

Eventually, I’d love to overhaul this space with new shelving (set at the levels of MY choosing), fresh paint and new bins. For now though, I am working with what I have.

In the name of progress, like the other closet, this door has been painted! I have yet to switch out the hinges but those are sitting in my other closet downstairs begging to be on a door instead of taking up space. I need to get on that.

The quarter round is also in, although only half-caulked and not yet painted. And even though the blue stairs and hallway boob light are still alive (and not so well), we’ve come a ways from the very beginnings, huh?

Even though it’s gorgeous and fall-ish outside, anyone else doing spring cleaning like I am?

Friday Tidbits

Whoa, it’s been a while since I’ve posted on a Friday, eh? I’ve been meaning to but you know how good intentions slip away into darkness sometimes. This is post is going to be chalk full of random. Are you ready?

Remember my old Raves & Faves feature? I’ve decided to nix them. I found them difficult to pull together, I was always months behind and I felt like they were kind of boring to read (whereas the rest of my blog material is totally stellar). But since I’ve come across some amazing music this summer, I wanted to share: this gorgeous ballad by super singer Sam Smith (oh when the choir joins in…), this funny funky song by the talented Meghan Trainor, and Sia, who gives me chills with her vocals. Click through for some musical awesomeness.

Fall. Oh my goodness how I love the fall. The pumpkins, the warm drinks, boot weather, the smell of cinnamon and caramel. It’s the very best. Remember the tree that I wanted cut down in our backyard but was talked out of it by Erik the Arborist?

Thankfully I have some sense to listen to professionals. Look at it now:

And way back during this blog’s beginnings, I spray painted two faux pumpkins white. I discovered them in the Halloween bin while cleaning out the guest bath linen closet and now I’ve officially “decorated” for fall. It’s not much but I love seeing them displayed on our kitchen table. Plus, it’ll be easy to put away come Christmas time.

Speaking of Christmas, I’m not trying to skip too quickly past fall because it’s my favorite time of year but getting organized for the holidays, especially since I am due mid-Dec, has been buzzing around my brain. I’m brainstorming Christmas cards, decorations and gifts and trying to strategize a plan to get it done all well in advance. I need to start being more efficient with my evenings because nap time melts away into an endless cycle of laundry and cleanup-after-meals type of tasks and I feel like I can’t make any head way. No matter what your circumstances, it doesn’t hurt to give the holidays some forward thought. Here are two helpful posts on just that:

But before I gather up too much Christmas cheer, I have to work on Amelie’s Halloween costume. It’s the farthest thing from creative or elaborate. In fact, it’s probably perfect because I imagine she’ll wear the thing for about 26 seconds. I better have the camera ready!

Happy Friday everyone!


My Amelie

AGE: 18 months

My goodness it’s difficult to get a decent picture of her. She has no patience for the camera! You should see the family pics we tried to take this weekend. How come the masterful Emily Griffith has to live all the way in Maine? I need her superhero skills baaad.

Summary: You know what? My little sweetie is back to her normal self. She’s gotten through this latest round of teething/diaper rash/cold. Oh how I had missed that dimple smile! I hadn’t seen it for a long while until now. Not every day is free from crankiness but at least it’s mostly normal toddler stuff.

Stats: I’ve noticed Amelie is much bigger than kids her age and every time another Mommy asks how old she is – they are always surprised by my reply. Doting Daddy chalked it up to her amazing hair; it’s long, gorgeous and does make her look older. But I was starting to feel sensitive about her size. Well, now we’ve got the stats to prove it – she’s my big girl.

  • Height: 2′ 9.5″ – 93% (she’s the height of an average 2 year old!)
  • Weight: 24lbs 11 oz – 76% (no wonder I’m exhausted carrying her around all day)

Verbal: She is not really talking. She says Dadda and sometimes Mama. She’ll sign a few more words but that’s about it. She’s right on the cusp of being “behind” but the doctor said it’s probably due to her observant personality instead of any concern development-wise. It’s something that they are watching though. I’m trying to not to worry. Her comprehension is excellent and I believe she’s a thinker like her Daddy. Amelie, in a world that cannot stop blabbing, this is a good thing.

Socializing: This has gotten easier too now that Amelie is feeling better. No more swatting at innocents that get too close to her. She watches other children intently but still only plays side by side (or more preferably, playing with Daddy instead). She’s still swatting when she gets irked but we are working on that.

Food: She loves to feed herself with a bowl and spoon! It must be so empowering. She’s not eating much variety but I’m trying to cut down on juices and packaged crap per the doctor’s suggestions. Everything contains so much sugar! I’ve been eating terribly myself so I need to do the same.

Amelie is a little neat freak. She points at any crumbs/dirt/lint/who-knows-what on the floor or stairs. Believe me Amelie, I already know our house is a mess from way up at my level. Anyway, she also does not like sticky stuff on her hands. Although she enjoys playing with her food, she insists we clean up any spills or smears on her tray, bib or clothes.

I forgot to mention this in the last update but it’s too cute not share, albeit a little outdated. Grandma watches Amelie for me a few afternoons/week so I can coach cross country. One afternoon, Amelie woke up from her nap and when Grandma went to get her – she was greeted with a very stinky nursery. Assuming she had a big poopy diaper she moved in closer and to her horror realized a very clean diaper was sitting on the floor but a whole mess of poop was inside her crib! Amelie had taken off her diaper, thrown it “overboard” and well… Poop was smeared over everything – the crib, the sheets, her clothes, her hair, sleepsack, her dinosaur and on her hands! She did not like the poop on her hands, that’s for sure! Grandma had to call in Daddy for backups (he works from home). After a few loads of laundry and two baths for Amelie, everything seemed to be de-poopified. Hilariously gross!

Talents: Of course, I think she is quite talented. She can prance around on her tippy toes, she can run, and she’s a great climber. I’ve been taking her to the older story time at the library because she’s getting bored of other one. Gymnastics has ended but we still have swimming lessons through the end of this month. She LOVES swimming lessons. We’ve been walking to her lessons as a family (Amelie rides in her red wagon) and if I’ve shaved, I smash my pregnant belly into a swimsuit and join her and Daddy in the pool. I try not think about being 8 months pregnant and in a bikini.

Especially though, Amelie adores make-believe. Daddy is good at sparking her imagination with her stuffies and thinking of new ways to play with her toys. I need to brush up on my pretend-skills. I’m an old fuddy duddy now and my mind goes blank!

Two times in the last few weeks, Amelie has woken up crying strangely after putting her down for the night. Again, she’s in another funny phase where she isn’t sleeping awesome but these cries sound different to me. I’ve gone into her nursery and something frantic about her makes me rush and pick her up. She’s usually standing with her sleep sack and Dinosaur clutched tightly and the moment I have her in my arms, she lays against me and sleeps. I kinda think she’s having nightmares?

Randomly: She doesn’t go anywhere without Dinosaur and her sleep sack (which she occasionally wears around her neck like a massive infinity scarf). When she’s just woken up or getting settled in for a nap/bedtime, she strokes her sleep sack between her fingers and very much enjoys it if you join her in doing so. I usually pat her on the back after she has had her milk to try and burp her (btw, Daddy taught her how to make fake burping sounds) but it’s mostly for me to get a few snuggles in. Lately while in my arms, she’s been reaching back to pat herself on the butt, showing me that’s what she prefers! It’s SO cute. I oblige and give her the butt pats instead. I love you very much, Amelie!


Baby Bump2 Update

Now that it’s finally official – I’m growing another human – I’m sure you can’t wait to be inundated with all things baby (again).  Should we let the nonsense and self-indulgence begin?

Main scoop: I’m napping infrequently during the week (although I do have to give myself a long pep talk first) and I’m motivated to make any sort of progress on my To Do list. My cross country season is wrapping up, I am excited for the upcoming holidays and I think I’m in nesting mode! Only two more months to go! (Maybe less, ack!)

The Science: Baby Center recap – 30weeks. I need more time but I really don’t enjoy being pregnant. I feel bad for admitting it but from the very beginning, this pregnancy has been hard on me emotionally, physically, and mentally. I am tired of being tired. My back hurts, my legs burn walking or going up stairs, and my belly feels big and awkward now. Doing anything is cumbersome, even talking on the phone since I get out of breath easily.

Body morphing: I think my belly really grew this week! It feels bigger and rounder. He’s been kicking me a lot in the ribs. Thankful for his movement, nonetheless.

Sexy stuff! Of course, there is always the restless sleep but nothing new to report.

Food drama: I get heartburn in the evenings if I eat or drink too much but honestly, no drama on this front. I’m so thankful.

Exercising? I’m back to walking at practice! I’m counting any movement at all as exercise. Vacuuming? Sure. Getting Amelie in and out of the car? Yes! Blogging? Why not?

To Dos: Hubs has been busy. While I’ve been spending a lot of time organizing the guest bathroom linen closet (seriously low priority), he has been getting things done that actually need to be done. He bought a double stroller off of Craigslist. He bought a new swing (since we burned out the motor on Amelie’s old one). He’s researching a new car. Thank goodness he’s my partner!!

And randomly: Both of my SILs were pregnant and due this fall. My Minnesota SIL had her baby girl in September and now my other SIL is about to give birth within the next day or two. That means I’m in the batter’s box! *queue panicking*

Just for comparison sake, I thought it would be fun to include my 30 week pregnancy pic with Amelie:


Home Sweat Home: The Guest Bath Linen Closet

As I mentioned in my latest baby bump2 update, the linen closets in our house have been driving me bonkers. When we moved in, I had crammed things into every closet to get everything “put away”…planning to address them all in a reasonable amount of time and pretty them up kinda like this. Fast forward almost 2 years and our closets have only gotten more chaotic.

Let’s look closer:

Shockingly, this is the most organized closet in the house. You should see the others. (Oh, you will soon enough). I didn’t label every last thing stashed in there but you get the idea. I don’t know why but if I start off with a gross space, it’s like I purposely try to make it look worse by jamming things in extra sloppy. It’s like it’s a lost cause or something. Anyone else do that?

Also? The previous owners had more cabling routed through this closet. It was dangling from the ceiling like a scary snake. We lived with it for a long while until one day my postpartum hormones encouraged me to rip it out. As it turned out, the smallish rough hole in the ceiling accidentally turned into a bigger one…

I guess I need to patch that. I need to do a lot of things.

There are a few reasons why I decided to tackle this closet first (even though it’s the least used):

  • It seemed less intimidating
  • It wouldn’t wake Amelie (whereas the master linen closet is right next to her nursery)
  • I’d be shuffling stuff out to our garage and transplanting items from the master linen closet in here. Doing this first would free up space, making the master linen closet easier to tackle down the line

I decided to jot down my plan for this closet. What do I really want it to be used for? Our closets are on the puny side in this house. Even so, I want each closet to have a dedicated purpose instead of having a catch-all-because-we-have-small-closets-vibe. Not only is this bathroom for guests but I use it quite often to shower/blow dry my hair when I don’t want to risk waking Amelie. That being said, this closet should be stocked with basics that I need as well as guests for when they come.

I moved most of the holiday bins and gift wrap stuff to the guest room (yay for moving messes around!) and tried to stick to my plan. Eventually the holiday madness will all go in the garage but I have Halloween AND Christmas on my mind as of late, so I’m keeping those out while I get some projects done and gifts wrapped.

Anyway, here is the “After”:

Although far from what I had dreamed as being “pretty”, it feels much better now.

Before, everything was spread between the master linen closet and this one and it was hard to tell if we were low on products/toiletries. Also, I was always running around gathering up towels and new sheets for when guests came. Now with one quick glance, I can tell if anything needs to be restocked or washed. That feels nice!

Admittedly, the closet still needs serious TLC. It’s missing baseboards, the shelves are lined with mismatched contact paper, the ceiling hole needs to be patched, it needs paint, etc. I want to redo it entirely. That’s not going to happen anytime soon with Baby Boy on his way this winter. Plus, redoing the closet makes me consider redoing the entire bathroom and THAT is a few years and a few buckets of cash away from now.

Buuuut, I did paint the door ages ago. I never showed you because ohmergerd-another-door-painted-Zinc-is-on-the-blog-today?! As I teased in this post, I did also manage to get one coat of paint done in the bathroom itself (not the closet though). It needs a second coat and since I only had a sample, I’ll need to run out and get more paint from Sherwin Williams. Although, I refuse to buy more paint until I’ve used up cans of paint that I’ve already opened for other projects (ahem like the kitchen cabinets, noooo! the remaining interior doors, cough the railings, mutters the quarter round, chokes the green dresser in the nursery, and SO ON). I have so many opened paint cans stashed in the linen closet by the laundry room that I’m worried the paint will be useless and crunchy by the time I get around to finishing anything.


Thinking ahead, I imagine that this will be Amelie’s bathroom someday. I’ve been eyeing this adorable cart from Ikea for her play area (more on that sometime eventually one day hopefully but probably not anytime soon):

So cute, right? I thought it might be nice to have another cart for this bathroom. Especially if we swap out the current bulky vanity for a slim pedestal sink, she can cram all of her delights for getting ready in the morning in the cart which she could wheel out and stash back into the closet when she’s done!

But, I’m getting way ahead of myself now. I need to stop. Can you believe I wrote this long of a blog post on a linen closet? With a hole in the ceiling and missing baseboards? With spiderwebs and mismatched linens?

Baby Bump2 Update

Now that it’s finally official – I’m growing another human – I’m sure you can’t wait to be inundated with all things baby (again).  Should we let the nonsense and self-indulgence begin?

Main scoop: I don’t feel as beat down as last time around but I am still napping often. I try so hard not to but a morning with cranky Amelie wipes me out. I’ve been going back and forth between getting excited for a new baby and then all terrified again. There’s a whole world of Mommies out there that are raising littles under way more stressful circumstances than I am so I’m trying to remind myself that I can do this!

The Science: Baby Center recap – 28weeks. I’m in the third trimester! I feel like I need more time…

He moves and moves and moves (especially late at night when I’m trying to sleeeeeeep). The doctor said my placenta is in the front so she is surprised I can feel as much as I do – he must be a strong squirt.

Glucose results – super low (63). I’m hypoglycemic. My husband and I always suspected hypoglycemia but now I have scientific proof for being Hangry for a majority of my day/life.

Iron: Apparently my iron was awesome; the doctor said my levels were even higher than hers. Who knew I was so stellar?

Body morphing: I had my doctor’s visit this week and I’ve gained 14-16 lbs. She measured my bump and said I am measuring small. I told her that since I had a similar experience with Amelie, maybe I make small babies? Of course I left the appointment worried about his size now… :(

Sexy stuff! Just like my last pregnancy, I’m “sleeping” all night long but it’s very disrupted. I’m going to the bathroom all of the time, the baby is twirling around in there, and sometimes I randomly wake up in the middle of the night and have trouble falling back to sleep.

I just realized that I haven’t had any leg cramps or serious constipation like I had with Amelie. I hope that good luck continues…

Talk of a birth plan: At my 24 week appointment, another doctor (they rotate around) recommended having a scheduled c-section. This doctor is also pregnant (with a previous history of c-section) and that’s her plan because “why cause more trauma somewhere else, when you can keep it localized to your previous trauma?” I’ve given it a lot of thought. I originally thought my c-section experience was normal but after learning a bit more, I don’t think it was. I had a reaction to the anesthesia: my temperature fluctuated from hot to cold/clammy, I had nausea, and severe itching. Sincerely, I wanted to claw my face off! Even the tape from my IVs and monitors caused my skin to freak out. The staff ended up giving me medication to settle everything down (probably Benadryl?) which helped immensely. So, having the baby? Well, the six minutes it took to cut me open and pull Amelie out was a breeze! But the rest was The Yucks. I couldn’t drive for 2 weeks. I could hardly pick up Amelie even though she was a tiny thing. I want to try a VBAC to see if this birth goes smoother. Who knows what will happen but the doctor at my most recent appointment assured me “we are going to have a successful VBAC, girl!” I really hope so! Of course I’m scared of that too. :)

Food drama: Happy to report zero food drama!

Exercising? Even though I swore off of running in the last update, I’ve been doing a little bit of it again. It’s slow and a little painful “down-low” but I keep my heart rate down and I walk quite a bit during my “runs”.

To Dos: The double stroller and new carseat for Amelie is still on our list to buy. I also need to tour the new hospital. We switched insurance last year and so everything is new this time around again. I need to clean up my breast pump, pick up newborn diapers (until he can fit in our cloth ones), pull out my nursing tanks, start getting my hospital bag ready, clean out our car. Oh, and we don’t have a second crib yet either…

We still have yet to pick out a name. Like, not even close to having a name picked out. The ones I like sorta, Hubs is not impressed by and visa versa. Boy names are hard!

Hubs and I are focusing more on getting our life a tiny bit more organized. We are Craiglisting (actually, Hubs is doing all of that thankfully). We cleaned up our garage. We are trying to finish a few big updates on the house (ie: addressing the blue carpeted stairs!) and I really want to clean out my awful linen closets. It’s not baby related necessarily but will help set us up for when he arrives.

And randomly: I hit up a garage sale and picked up a few much needed items – two spare crib sheets (we have five total now), an extra changing pad cover, plus, “new” toys for Amelie. Happy to have scored a great deal!

Just for comparison sake, I thought it would be fun to include my 28 week pregnancy pic with Amelie:

My Amelie

AGE: 17 1/2 months

Summary: For at least three weeks, she’s been sick and congested, teething, drooling A LOT, sleeping in but skipping naps, battling fevers and acting out by swatting, yelling, stomping and throwing things. Amelie does not feel well and it has been rough on all of us.

It takes all of my energy to get us through a normal day and when the days greatly depart from normal, I feel like hiding. I know Amelie can’t help herself because she’s feeling so crappy. For the longest time, she only had two teeth and now she has at least seven! Pile on being sick and not knowing how to blow her nose or communicate with us must be so frustrating for her. She’s been extremely cranky – all day, during naptimes and nightimes.

Amelie is still showing preference to Daddy. He’s fun! He reads books loudly with animation! He plays pretend with her stuffies! He gives her floppy crazy piggie back rides! He dances and gallops around! He eats what she feeds him, no matter if it’s been on the floor or in her mouth first! He chases her (my goodness, she loves to be chased)! On the other hand, I am creaky and slow moving these days. She is well aware that Daddy is the main attraction no matter how enthusiastic I try to be. She’ll blow right by my open arms with three stuffed animals and two books clutched to her chest to go find him instead.  Daddy has been taking Amelie to swimming lessons on Saturdays while I coach. She enjoys it immensely. I was able to join them the past few weekends but she only wants to be with Daddy in the pool. It hurts but I totally get why. I’m trying to remind myself to be thankful that she has him to give her all of this delight, energy and dedication so I’m working hard not to be offended (not necessarily succeeding though).

One night when she was having difficulty falling asleep, I came into her room and picked her up. She wrapped her legs around me and put her head on my shoulder. Her sobs eased. I recognized that although I’m not very fun, this was my time to be the Mommy she needs. I held her and we swayed together in the dark for a long while. I think it’s what we both needed actually.

Socializing: Before it frustrated me that my sweet Amelie was getting pushed around by other kids. Some Mommies stand by and let their children do whatever they want at the expensive of mine.  At the museum, a Mommy was came up to chat just as Amelie and I were about to read a book together. The book was in Amelie’s hands. Her son swiped it away and then he and HIS Mommy sat down and read the entire book while Amelie and I watched the injustice of it all! I tried to diffuse the situation by handing Amelie one of our own books from the diaper bag but her son jumped up and grabbed that one too! So the Mommy started to read him that book… She stopped part way and asked absently “oh this is your book, isn’t it?”. I nodded and we moved away from them. I felt bad because it’s so confusing for Amelie. I’m demanding that she be considerate but other kids aren’t held to the same standard. And I don’t know how to stand up for us because it’s not my nature. I know this social stuff is only going to get more difficult/complicated and I’m dreading it.

So, anyhow, that’s been going on for a while but now I have a new social problem. Lately, especially since feeling rotten, my little sweetie has turned into the aggressor! She is swatting at any kid that gets near her even if they are only walking/crawling by. She’s subtle about it – it doesn’t look like much but I know exactly what she’s doing. I watch closely and reprimand her when she does but how can I stop this behavior?!? She’s even snarled and yelled at a few kids…a full out yell! What I’m hoping is time will teach her that this is not okay. I’ll have to stay consistent/vigilant until then. Right now she’s at that age where she’s around kids almost every day of the week but she’s not actually interacting with them that much. She has very little experience practicing being social. I know with the new baby’s arrival, she will learn quickly and at least I can referee…

Food: I’ve become that Mommy: my diaper bag is filled with juice boxes, packaged crap, squeezy packets, fruit snacks. Most days, Amelie and I subsist on applesauce and graham crackers (plus coffee for me). It’s frightful! Thankfully Daddy makes us dinner otherwise we would probably never eat anything real again.

Talents: She still doesn’t talk much but she’s signing a little more (“yes, “no” – she does a lot of that,”thank you” and most recently, “baby”). It always catches me off guard how much she understands though. The other day, we showed her a picture of a parrot. She confused it with “carrot” and pretended to eat it! She loves to read animatedly and play pretend with her stuffies. She likes to do things herself: put on her hat, grab her shoes to go outside, pull on her shorts/shirt, blow/wipe her nose, clean herself in the bath, comb her hair, and feed herself using her own utensils (sometimes one in each hand). When she’s with me and I have to use the potty (which is constantly), she insists on having her own wad of toilet paper so she can wipe herself too (so super cute)! She did an accidental summersault when showing off her headstand for Daddy. Her latest animal sound is Angry Duck (which Daddy taught her) and sounds exactly how you think an Angry Duck would sound…

Oh and now she knows how to pick her nose. I guess she’s Mommy’s girl after all. ;)

Makeup Organization

Organization makes me giddy. Color coordinated closets, bins and baskets with labels, gift wrapping stations, labels, pegboards, ridiculously awesome pantries…all of these things make me feel good. Junk drawers?  Haphazard hodgepodge of crap in all of our closets? Stuff crammed angrily into a garage? Those do not make me feel good. Unfortunately, we have a lot of those going on in this house…

For example, starting each morning with this makeup drawer disaster was a bit of a bummer:

A long while ago, my MIL had given us a few drawer dividers and shelves that didn’t fit in her new place. Just this week, I decided to plop one in my bathroom vanity to organize my makeup. It took me 30 seconds.

Does it fit everything perfect? Nah. Does it fit everything pretty darn good? YES! How in the world it took me this long to do this, I will never understand. It’s the little things that can color a morning for better, you know?

I’m sorry that this post was a little on the lame side but that’s what I’m working with these days. But, here is a great blog to keep you inspired!