Back from the Dead

Well for some reason the fact that some of my friends blog has me thinking I need to get back into blogging myself. I mean I scrapbook as a way to track what is happening in my life but who really sees those! Besides ever since I read the postcard on Post Secret that said that the person “hates your scrapbook” I have this horrible fear that one of my friends sent that in. Now I know that I am being crazy!!!

So now that I shared the deep dark secret that I feel like every postcard that could possibly be related to me on Post Secret was sent in by someone that I know onto what craziness is going on today. I spent most of yesterday dealing with holiday fun. I had all my Christmas presents bought I thought but I turned into Crazy Ellen for a little while and didn’t like one of the gifts that I got for a close friend of mine. Because of that I am keeping the gift (because I liked it) and got her something else. You see the gift was great it came from Sephora and was one of their holiday specials but when it came in the mail it looked so small. I mean $50 for two little things that could have fit into your cupped hands doesn’t make a Christmas gift in my mind. I mean come on people it isn’t just the gift but the size of the box sometimes!

After I went through that drama I moved onto the fact that my house was/is WAY out of hand. For some reason I have reverted back to being a teenager and can now live with junk everywhere! When I got home from Briar Creek I walked in to set stuff down on the kitchen table and had to weave in an out of junk. I finally gave in and worked around my apartment last night. I got out the last box of Christmas stuff which allowed me to pack up all the non-Christmas stuff into the bin and hide it away in the closet. I took all the paper products (plates, cups, napkins) and put them all in a bin (56 gallon, I really can’t buy anymore until I use what I have. How many cocktail napkins does one single girl need) and then put all 9 pairs of shoes that were all over the apartment away. Tonight the saga continues as I pick up the coffee table in the living room and horror of horrors tackle the kitchen table. If I get really brave I am going to tackle the kitchen. I will keep you updated on my progress. I know you can’t wait to hear about me folding laundry!