Challenges . . . . Sometimes It's Embarrassing . . .

I have tried and tried to lean on Jon to put a shelf up in the infamous (in our family anyway) "Monkey Room".  Yes, it looks like  . . .  well, we won't say, but it is up and it didn't cost anything except some time and aggravation.  It will hold the bins and not let them fall on my head.  It will be easier to put the bins back up, so they will probably actually get put up.  My goal: a place for everything and everything easily in its place is a step closer.  Time to recognize the problems behind the problems.

Next challenge:  to buy or not to buy. . .  more diet lemon lime soda.  My last bottle is empty, can I manage to keep my mind off the craving for something fizzy so that I can focus on what needs to be done?  Sounds ridiculous, huh?  I am amazed how appetite can grab all of a person's attention and control it.  Makes me so grateful that I recognized very young that I should never touch alcohol or drugs.  I have had a little less fizzy with lemon juice every day, just as I had been cutting back on the colas to get to this stage. Now, can I do it?  I have not made a commitment because of a lack of confidence I suppose, but I need to make a decision tonight. Babysitting tomorrow and will need to stay put with a baby that needs to not lean back in a car seat or swing or anything else that would help her sleep.  Still not sure what it is that the doctor wants us to do.  Hope Mariah can explain it to me quickly, or it might be a very long day tomorrow!  /:-? 


Now that I think about the challenges tomorrow will bring, maybe I will just go get some and decide tomorrow . .  when I am getting a little uptight and feel like I need a little zing to hold me over . . ?  Or I will finish putting all those clothes bins up on the shelves so that I can get the pack & play ready for a certain little blond boy's nap tomorrow, someone else will probably be ready for one herself !