Author: chrissy

I checked and the comments button is on.

If this doesnt work I’ll try again.

Why does it turn off by itself????

Very frustrating………

Thanks LA for messaging me that my comments are off.

Hopefully I will remember to look before I post in the future.

It ticks me off that my comments were off because I love hearing from all of you.

Thank you!

My word for Week 6 is love. What is else would it be this week?

Yes, I realize this is late. I’m still trying to catch up after my mom and Vegas.

I have a question.

Why is the main focus of Valentine’s Day always on the other person in a relationship? I realize that this is the way it has always been and always will be, but I’m still asking the question.

What if we all loved ourselves just a little bit more on Valentine’s Day? What if we were a little bit nicer to ourselves? What if we bought ourselves a present? Treated ourselves to a nice dinner? Took the day off work to spend the day with ourselves and got to know ourselves just a little bit better?

We are so focused on making the day super special for someone else that we forget about the most important person in our world.

Ourselves.

How sad is that?

We need to remember ourselves and how important we are. We need to remember that we need to make ourselves happy and that we need love, too.

What if we told our spouse that we wanted to do something for ourselves on Valentine’s Day and that he or she should go do something that made him or her happy? To spend the money that you were going to spend on me on yourself. Focus on what you need today.

And I will do the same.

What would happen? It would totally rock the boat.

We all need to love ourselves a little bit more. Encourage ourselves a little bit more. Be there for ourselves just a little more.

Imagine what the world would look like if we took the time to do this.

Love. Love. Love.

My husband and I don’t celebrate Valentine’s Day. He’s rarely home on Valentines Day and I don’t need $85.00 roses or an overpriced meal. All I want is for him to come home safe and sound every week.

One simple thing that is mostly is God’s hands. Not my husbands. Although he does play a part.

Love.

Love myself more.

That’s what I did for Valentine’s Day. I went to accupuncture. I took myself out to lunch. I said positive affirmations to myself throughout the day and was kinder to myself.

I had a wonderful day.

This may sound kind of selfish, but this year is all about me. ME. Learning more about myself and what I want and need. Who I am and what makes me me. Spending time creating and learning more about my creative self.

I wanted the picture I drew at the bottom of the post, but it wants to be at the top.

This weeks artwork was a cool experience. After I drew and colored in the heart, the words came rushing out of me. Not what I pictured in my head but I am happy with it. What I had pictured was a red heart with ME in black letters across it. It just didn’t feel right. I tried several times to draw a perfect heart. No luck. So I settled with imperfect.

Imperfect is good.

Love is good.

Cleaning out all of my kitchen cabinets is on my Finishing The Unfinished list. In all of my purging last year I haven’t touched the kitchen. It’s weird and I dont know why.

During my accupuncture appointment on Friday I had a vision of what I wanted the cabinet to look like so I decided I would tackle it on Sunday.

So that is what I did yesterday. Here’s what it looked like.

What a mess.

I took everything out and washed it out with Lysol. After it dried I put a new piece of shelf liner in.

I had so much crap in there that I didn’t use. Blue garbage bags. We have to put our recyclables in a garbage can now so I no longer use the blue bags. I must have 20 Scotch Brite scrubbers. I kept 10. If I haven’t used it it went.

Here’s my collection for my church to use in their kitchen.

I can’t believe I had all of that extra stuff in there. Plus empty garbage bag boxes and lysol wipe containers. Used rubber gloves. I probably haven’t cleaned it out since we moved in.

Sad but true.

About six months ago I bought two kitchen helper shelves. They have been sitting next to the garage can in the corner so I’m glad I’m finally using them. I was sick of looking at them.

Here’s what my cabinet looks like now.

Wow! What a difference. I dont know why I put this stuff off, but I do.

I’m glad I took the time to do this this weekend.

What a great way to start the week!

This is my word for Week 5.

I had a lot to be grateful for this week.

1. My mom. She was released from the hospital on Saturday. Yeah. She also had her chest tube removed that day. I am grateful that she is home and getting better every day.

2. She is cancer free! The lymph nodes they removed didn’t show any signs of cancer and the cancer didn’t move anywhere so that is great news.

3. Las Vegas. We left for Vegas on Saturday. Don’t be mad. My mom said we could go. I will call her every day. I talked to her for an hour this morning.

4. My angry brother. My mom lives with him. He and I have been communicating a little. It’s been ok. Just grateful we are texting. Although I had to leave the my mom’s room while he came to visit…. Dont ask. Messed up situation.

5. Slot machines. I won almost $200.00 already.

6. Postive affirmations and prayer. I have been doing a lot of both of these lately.

7. I am grateful I have a lot to be grateful for.

I didn’t draw a picture this week. I was hoping I could find a sign or something to take a picture of, but no luck.

Crap. This is late. I forgot to hit publish days ago. Guess I was having to much fun!

Another thing to be grateful for!

My mom’s surgery went well. She is still in the hospital because of seepage around her lung, but she is doing very well.

I thought I would get my word of the week from last week posted tonight, but I’m going to relax alone in my hotel room. I have my picture drawn and my post hand written. I just need to type it.

But not today.

It’s been a long two days. I took a shower and I just finished my load of laundry.

I’m grateful that she’s doing so well. The nurses think she will go home on Thursday with the chest tube in. She can’t wait.

We had a good day. My mom’s best friend came to see her and while my sister and i were eating lunch in the cafeteria we ran into one of sister’s good friends that absolutely adores my mom. We were all very surprised and happy to see him today.

I’ll spend the morning with my mom tomorrow and then I’ll go to work. After work, I will drive a half hour back to the hospital and sleep on the couch in her room. Hopefully I can take her home Thursday morning, but if I can’t, one of my siblings will take her home later on.

I’m going to bed now.

Sweet dreams.

😊❤

I’ve been avoiding my sock and panty drawer. I open it, get what I need and close it.

Why?

It’s a mess.

As you can see it’s not really organized. I have underwear that are yucky and need to be thrown away. Socks that don’t have a match or have holes in the toe or are old.

I don’t feel joy when I open the drawer.

So this past weekend I washed the new underwear and socks I bought. I threw away six panties and three pairs of socks. I didnt take a picture of the panties – you dont really want to see my panties. But I did take a picture of the socks.

The green/white socks I held onto because they were lucky. Both times when the mother of my step children took my husband to court for more money her motioned was denied. I held on to these socks for eight years, but since child support ended over two and a half years ago I think I can safely let them go. The other two pairs were old and stretched out.

A couple of weeks ago I gave three pairs of socks to my sister that I didnt like and a couple of panties I got for free but didn’t wear them to a group home.

I’ve been working on it slowly but surely.

This us what my drawer looks like now.

I feel joy when I open the drawer and I don’t have to dig to get what I need. I have socks and panties that I love! There isnt any little elastic threads hanging from my panties and i have socks that fit without any holes in! It makes me feel abundant and lucky.

Yeah!

There is one thong panty picture I’m going to share with you. There’s no way and I mean No Way I could fit into the thong anymore nor would I want to. I cant believe I ever wore it at all.

I met my husband at a bar called the Blue Phoenix. His best friend’s brother and his wife owned the bar. One night no one believed I was wearing a thong so I went in the bathroom and took it off to show them. Kevin, the owner, signed and hung my panties from the ceiling. From then on he called me Kitty Kat and my husband Kat Scratch Fever.

I’m keeping the panties because of the happy memories. We spent a lot of weekends in the bar (my husband bounced and played bartender) and we had a ton of fun. Great times.

Memories. Smiles. Laughter. Love

Another area in my house that I feel great about it is the basement. Two weekends ago I spent a couple of hours down there and organized it. It has been my dumping ground since before christmas and it was driving me crazy.

I took some stuff to the consignment shop and some stuff to the thrift store and cardboard to the dump.

I feel so much better going down there. It looks so much better. I even bought a little cabinet for next to the dryer to put stuff in.

Isnt it cute? I bought it at the consignment shop for $40. Now I have some place to put my dryer sheets.

One more thing I’ve been putting off is replacing the key fob I lost last april. I think I accidentally threw it away. Whoops! I didnt want to spend the money, but If I lost the fob I had I would be screwed. Plus I was sick of worrying about losing my fob.

So this past Tuesday I broke down and bought a new one. Now I have two. No more worries.

The basement was the only item I could partially cross off the unfinished listed and since it’s not completely done I can’t cross it off completely. I still have a couple of things I need to do. Oh well, it’s a start.

All in all I’m happy with my progress.

My mom’s surgery to remove the cancer in her lung is Monday at 2 pm. They are removing the bottom lobe of her right lung. I’m not too worried. She’s one strong lady. And stubborn.

I’ll let you know how it goes.

Have a great weekend!

My mom was diagnosed with lung cancer on New Years Eve day.

I wasn’t going to write about this.

I didnt want to write about this.

I wanted my word for the week to be smile or happy. Something to divert my attention from what was going on and put me in a different mindset, but hope kept popping into my head.

The last three weeks have doctors appointments, a MRI, a cat scan and visits to oncology. A very scary, emotional, and exhausting three weeks.

This isnt her first bour with cancer. It’s her 2nd. Ten years ago she had breast cancer. She had a double mastectomy. No chemo or radiation needed. She was lucky. From diagnosis to surgery was a week.

This isnt so quick.

Yesterday we went to see the surgeon. Surgery is probably going g to be on the 3rd. He gave us hope. He thinks if they remove the 3rd lower lobe of her lung it will remove all of the cancer. No talk if chemo or radiation after surgery.

I hope he is right

I hope when they remove the lymph nodes around the area they will be cancer free.

I hope she lives many many years.

I hope the cancer doesn’t come back.

I hope her surgery goes well and she has a speedy recovery

I hope.

I hope.

I hope.

To everyone battling something whether it’s depression or cancer or the loss of a loved one or even a bad day I wish you hope today.

Hope that everything works out the way you want it to.

Hope the light and love begin to heal what may need to be healed.

Hope that you are gentle and loving with yourself today and everyday.

Hope that you know how strong and beautiful you are inside and out. You can get through this. It may not be easy but you can do it.

Hope that you have a wonderful day today.

This piece turned out better than what I thought. I’m proud of myself. I’m expressing my creativity and loving it. I’m seeing more of myself come to the surface

Have hope today.

I do.

This is a test post to see if you guys can leave comments.

I checked and my leave comments button was on so hopefully it works.

For some reason it was off. I dont know hownor why. I didnt turn it off. Strange things happen.

If not, I will try again because I love it when you guys comment!

Remember this is only a test.

Less is more.

I never really understood what this meant until I started getting rid of stuff.

When I was younger I wanted stuff. I collected stuff. I had a lot of stuff.

Until I wanted to get rid of stuff. I can’t remember when this happened. Its like a light bulb went on and I realized I had too much stuff.

And then I wanted less stuff.

Less is my word for this week.

I know this isnt a very good picture. I have a lot to learn. I used metallic colored pencils which I love but they don’t photograph well. It didnt help that is wasn’t very sunny so I ended up taking the picture on my end table with the light on. I was in a hurry and didn’t look at the picture to make sure it was what I wanted.

It wasn’t.

I decided that I was going to post it any way because I am learning as I go. It might be a rocky road for awhile. It might not always be pretty but I am happy because I’m putting myself out there and exploring my creativity.

That is what I wanted.

I know less isn’t a word on my 54 word list. Why would it be? I normally wouldn’t consider less a positive word.

To me less means taking something away. Having less of something isnt really a good thing. Like having less money or food.

Until I realized having less stuff is good.

Less is more.

More time. More energy. More space. More freedom.

I do believe I have more time. I’m no longer looking for things because I they are stacked in piles throughout my house. I know where I put stuff. A place for everything and everything in its place. Ahhhh.

I feel I have more energy. I was listening to a podcast last week that said everything has energy. Even the lost sock under your bed. The less things you have, the less things you have sucking your energy because as e of the clutter and the more energy you have.

I definately feel I have more space. It’s amazing to look in a cabinet that is organized and I have everything I need at my finger tips. It makes me smile. I am so happy I took the time to do this. Its neat. Nothing is crammed into corners. Nothing is not used. Open space is good.

I have more freedom. I know this may sound weird but I do feel more freedom because I have more space I have the freedom to buy what I want to fit that space if I so choose. A better organizer or more product I found on sale or something that caught my fancy. I don’t have a bunch of stuff that I might use later taking up my space. Either I’m using it or I am not and if I’m not then it has to go. It feels good to have the freedom to buy what I want and need and have the perfect place to put it.

Honestly, I didnt want to let go of half of the things that I let go of. I had a lot invested in that stuff. Time. Money. Energy. But I am glad I did. It was a good decision. I feel better. I’m stronger. My mind is clearer. It cleared a path for me and showed me parts of myself that was buried under all of that stuff.

Less is definately a positive word.

Less is definately more.