Author - Lorri

FlyLady

FlyLady…do you know about her? If not, check her out. Go ahead, I’ll wait.

Ok. So you want to get your home decluttered. You want more control over the endless housework. You can name a hundred other things that you would rather do all day than clean the bathroom.The laundry never stops. You’d like to stop trying to drop dead of embarrassment when the doorbell rings.

FlyLady may help.

“I tried FlyLady and it just wasn’t for me.”
“All those emails…I just couldn’t get past all those emails!”
“Dividing your home into zones? Hmm. That’s kind of sick.”

Yes, I’ve heard them all. True, FlyLady isn’t for everybody, and yes, there are a lot of emails.As for the zones – well, they work.I thought I’d take the time to explain a little more about FlyLady.

A shiny sink and other daily routines
FlyLady is big on daily routines. She starts you out shining your kitchen sink every day. Go to her website to find out exactly how and why.Shine your sink every day for a week and it’ll become a habit. No matter what chaos is going on in the rest of your house, your kitchen sink will smile happily at you. You’ll start feeling better about things.You’ll realize that if you can manage to just shine that sink every day, maybe you really can get the house under control.This is your first Baby Step in developing a daily routine. You will then work on the rest of your routine, one piece at a time. Eventually, you will find yourself getting dressed every day, making your bed, planning for dinner, doing laundry and whatever else is important in keeping your home running.

“I could never be that organized”, you’re thinking.Of course you can! You don’t just get there overnight. You add one thing to your routine at a time. FlyLady will even tell you which one to work on during any given month. Last month it was making your bed. That’s all you need to add to your routine that month – just do all the things you’ve already been doing, and then make your bed. Next thing you know, you don’t even needing reminding. See how easy it is?

All those emails
Yes, FlyLady sends a lot of emails.They are divided into a few categories:Reminders, Zone Missions, Testimonials and Other. The Reminder Emails are not supposed to be read. Just look at the title, let’s say “Where’s Your Laundry?” and answer the question.If the answer is, I’m not doing any laundry today, then delete the email. If the answer is “sitting in a cold heap in the washer, waiting to be dried” then get up, go take care of the laundry, come back and delete the email.That’s all.Address the issue, then delete.

Testimonials.I set up my email program to filter all the testimonials into one folder.I read them if and when I have time.At the end of the day, if I haven’t read them, I delete them all. Testimonials are emails sent in by other FlyBabies. They are meant to be inspirational, but even email can be clutter.That’s why I give myself one day to read them.Sometimes I’m in the mood, sometimes I’m not. Sometimes FlyLady wants to address a particular area or has a little more to say about something. These usually come once a day. Again, read it, absorb it, delete it.

Zone Missions are the “extras” you do in each zone once that area is clutter free. I read the missions and if it is something I want or need to do in that room, I add it to my To Do list for the day. Then I delete the email.If I don’t want to do that mission, I delete the email.  FlyLady has divided up the house by zones. You can read about which rooms go into which zones on her website.You work on one zone each week.This does not mean during the bedroom week that you go into your bedroom, tear the whole thing apart in an afternoon, create an even bigger mess, and then abandon the whole thing in frustration. Baby steps, remember? FlyLady has come up with a number of ways to attack a room, all of which take about 15 minutes.(Again, read more about these methods on her website.) She encourages the use of a timer. Choose which de-cluttering method you want to use, set the timer and get going. It is amazing what you can accomplish in such a short amount of time. It’s also amazing how fast those 15 minutes fly by. This is encouraging to me as a busy homeschooling mom. I rarely have large blocks of time to work, but I can squeeze 15 minutes in here and there. I try to get two 15 minute blocks of time per day for each zone. Thirty minutes a day, 5 days a week – that’s 2 ½ hours of de-cluttering a week!! And it’s not overwhelming or tiring. Then the week is over. Maybe you have more work to do in that area. That’s ok. That zone will come up again next month and you can attack it with renewed vigor.

Home Blessing
This is how FlyLady refers to those weekly chores that just have to get done. She does all of her “home blessing” in one day for one hour. I don’t know how she does it. It takes me 30 minutes just to change sheets. (She says to have your children change their own sheets. Um, good theory. My children are 9 months, 5 and 7. The older two need a lot of help changing their sheets. I am training them to do it, but for now it’s a good 30 minute project.) I have tried doing all the weekly chores in one day and get tired just thinking about all that housework. And frankly, it doesn’t get done because I just can’t, or won’t, devote a half a day or more to do housework. Instead, what I have done is assign each day of the week, Monday through Friday, a zone according to FlyLady’s monthly zones. So Monday is Zone 1 (entrance/front porch), Tuesday is Zone 2 (Kitchen), etc. I spend 30 minutes or less doing weekly chores in the zone of the day. This is part of my daily routine and is in addition to my Monthly Zone de-cluttering.

Little by little I have seen my house become a sanctuary and place I can be proud of. It’s not perfect and never will be, but I’m good with that. I don’t spend my whole day cleaning and I don’t fret that I will never get everything done. FlyLady has brought a lot of peace to our home. Give her a try. Remember that it’s going to take time because you are building new habits. Her system may seem overwhelming at first because it’s a lot of information coming at you at once and you’re not sure where to start. That’s why I wrote this. Hopefully it makes things a little clearer. If you try her program and like her, stop by and tell me. If you’re already a FlyBaby, leave me a comment about how it’s working for you. I’d especially like to hear how others have adjusted FlyLady’s plan to suit their own circumstances.

Sonlight Box Day

Look what arrived yesterday!

Our new curriculum for the upcoming school year.

 

They were supposed to arrive Saturday, but I guess they staged a Boxer Rebellion and didn’t get on the truck, keeping me waiting until Tuesday.  Of course, it took until after 5 pm for the FedEx guy to show up, meaning my boxes sat in our hallway for a few hours.  Everytime I passed by them, I patted them lovingly. Philip had choir practice so they had to wait while I popped into the shower before he left and then put the baby to bed.  It was 8:15 by the time I got downstairs to give my boxes the attention they deserved.

 

I went right to work checking the contents against the packing slip, just smiling away at all the wonderful books we will be reading.  When the children were done with their movie, they immediately pounced on the books.

 

 

Pumpkin Girl grabbed The Beginner’s Bible and read the first 3 stories.  Boo chose Amelia Bedelia and a Frog and Toad book.  I’ve read about how excited other children get when the Sonlight box arrives, and I was so tickled at seeing my own children get so excited, too.  And to add to the fun, the box has a castle printed on the inside that we can cut out and assemble!  We have not yet put together the children’s Playmobile castle, so this is perfect.

 

Once I was done with the inventory, I separated the books into piles by subject.  By this time, the children had finished their first set of books and started examining the rest.  Each new discovery was met with "Cool!"  Boo found the book on ancient Greece and said, "Hey, this is the same as the movie."  (They’d been watching "Hercules".)  They were happy to find a new book of science experiments and its accompanying DVD and Pumpkin Girl was delighted at the new "Look With Me" art appreciation books.

 

Phil came home from choir practice to find that bedtime had come and gone and we were still downstairs with our books.  We were all eager to share our favorites with him and Pumpkin Girl asked if she could read the Bible story from the new Bible.  Then she read one of the stories out loud right then and there.  (Can I just brag on her a bit here.  She’s only 5 1/2 and can read The Beginner’s Bible, which is about a 2nd grade reading level.  She really amazes me.) Then, right before they headed off to bed, Boo said, "Can we start 2nd grade tomorrow?"  Pumpkin went upstairs with the bible tucked under her arm. Ah, it’s moments like these that warm a homeschooler’s heart.

 

Later I started putting together my instructor’s guide.  I’m really looking forward to our upcoming school year.  We’ll be studying world history from creation to the fall of the Roman Empire.  I can hardly wait.  Can we start 2nd grade tomorrow?

Visiting the Capitol

Last Thursday Philip and I had the chance to join a tour of the US Capitol led by a Congressional staffer.  I found a very nice babysitter up the street – she and her sister are homeschooled, too.  I’m glad to have found them.  We took the baby with us, since he is so portable and mellow, we figured he wouldn’t be any trouble at all.  It took us about an hour from the time we left our house to get to the Capitol, riding Metro.  That included trying to figure out how to pay for parking because the meter wouldn’t accept the smart pass we had, waiting for the first train for nearly 10 minutes and walking 2 blocks.  We packed Nicholas in his super duper lightweight stroller. I had treated myself to this stroller that I have wanted ever since Boo was a baby.  We knew we’d be on the Metro a lot and needed something lightweight and small and we also needed to replace the umbrella stroller that was on it’s last legs after 3 children.  Anyway…

 

We arrived and linked up with our group in front of one of the office buildings outside the Capitol.  I thought we’d be walking outside, but there are tunnels linking this building to the Capitol itself and that’s how we went.  Security was tight!!  Of course we knew it would be, but it was REALLY tight.  Traveling around the Capitol and the tunnels is pretty cool.  They have many corridors roped off so that the tour groups pass along the sides, moving slowly, taking pictures, while the staffers can walk quickly down the center. 

 

The Capitol is beautifully decorated.  I tried to take some pictures, but really, the camera doesn’t  capture it.  We didn’t get a chance to stop at the gift shop for postcards, but we’ve promised the older children we would take them back, so we’ll get some souvenirs then. 

 

The rotunda was just awsome.  Here’s a picture.

(see the rainbow?)

 

We also went in to the old House of Representatives room.  There are bronze plates on the floor marking the places where Congressmen who later became President sat.  Here’s Abraham Lincoln’s:

 

This room has an interesting acoustical feature.  If you stand where John Adams sat and whisper something, someone else standing across the room can hear you.  It can be difficult to get this to work because of the noise of the crowd.  But while we were standing there, a guy whispered, "If you can hear me, raise your hand."  He really did whisper, we were standing right next to him.  And lo and behold! The group across the room raised their hands!  Very cool.

 

We also got the chance to sit in the Gallery of the House of Representatives.  It was amazing.  It looks so much better in person than it does on C-Span.  We got a chance to listen to a congressman from Wisconsin engage in a friendly, and at times, amusing debate with a congressman from Alaska over global warming.  I just sat there, looking all around, just taking it all in.  We couldn’t bring cameras, bags, or any electronic devices into the gallery.  We were not supposed to talk, either.  And can you believe that Nicholas was quiet the whole time! 

 

Here are a couple of cool pictures I did get.  The first is Phil and Nicholas on the star that marks the center of Washington, DC.

 

(see how it’s roped off for people to pass through)

 

This one is of a gorgeous stained glass window in the ceiling just outside of the House Gallery.  I wanted a better picture, but it was right in front of the desk where you turn in your camera and stuff, so I thought I’d get what I could.  Our staffer told me not to take any more pictures.  I blamed Phil.

 

 

Our trip home took about 40 minutes because rush hour had started and the trains ran more frequently.   The babysitter gave the children good reviews and they said they had a good time. 

 

If you ever visit Washington, DC, make sure you check with your congressman’s constituent services office.  They have all sorts of "congressional tours" that are free.  All you have to do is ask.

The Joys of the Internet

What did we ever do without the internet?

 

I didn’t even get a computer until after I was married.  I had some friends in high school who had computers and they came to school with their reports printed out on continuous feed paper with those strips of holey paper on the edge.  They all had the same funny computer font.  I just handed in pages and pages of ruled paper carefully handwritten.

 

I remember when we first got internet access, well over 10 years ago.  We started with AOL which very happily told us "You’ve Got Mail!" every time we signed on.  Like most email newbies, we forwarded each and every joke and warning we received to our entire address book.  We learned to value of BCC, thus protecting our friends’ email addresses from being seen by the entire world as the mail continued to be forwarded.  Not to mention those well intentioned people who don’t understand that "Reply All" will send their reply to every one.  One of my friends once sent two or three emails out with recent pictures of their family.  Some poor soul on their list kept hitting "Reply All" and letting us all in on some rather interesting comments about Aunt Martha.  "K – loved the pictures, the girls are getting so big!  What’s wrong with Aunt Martha?  She’s been ‘off’ the last few weeks."  I finally replied to this person, letting her know that she was sending email to everyone on K’s list.  I never heard from her again.  I hope Aunt Martha wasn’t getting those emails, too.

 

One of the first internet searches I did was after seeing "Les Miserables."  I asked dh, History Buff and Keeper of Useless Knowledge, if the events were true.  He said, no, the French Revolution did not start like that.  I didn’t believe him, it seemed like a true story.  So I went home and did an internet search.  Turns out, he was right, the French Revolution did not start as depicted in Les Miz.  But the events in Les Miz are not about the French Revolution, and Victor Hugo was indeed writing about a true, but rather minor event in French history.  Seems the French liked a good riot even then. 

 

So just what did we do before Al Gore’s Internet?  What if I needed to find out how to keep algae from growing in my fountain?  Now, with the help of Google, 10 minutes and a couple of clicks later, algae prevention and a new submersible pump are on their way to cure my fountain quandries.  It’s a beautiful thing.

 

And how in the world would I have ever started homeschooling?  Library books can be helpful, but only if you have a good library.  How would I have found quite so many educational philosophies and all those curriculum companies?

 

I never go out shopping any more.  Loading 3 children into the car, having 2 of them driving me to distraction with their talking, negotiating DC Beltway traffic, trying to get home before nap time – forget it!  Click, click, click from the comfort of my own home, a comforting cup of chai in my other hand, baby happily asleep upstairs – and anything I could ever want or need is available to me.  Beautiful yarns for knitting, rubber stamps and supplies, computer programs, personalized return address labels, clothes, even food – they all have arrived at my home in the last few months.  Even better – homeschooling materials!  They are on a Fed Ex truck even as I type, out for delivery today. 

 

Granted, maybe my house would be a bit neater without the internet.  But then again, maybe not.

 

A shawl for Lindsey

The crochet project that I was working on but keeping quiet about was a prayer shawl. I made it for a young lady named Lindsey who has been battling a very aggressive form of cancer. She was in college when the cancer was discovered and over the last year has been through surgeries, chemo, radiation… the whole gamut. Her father is a regular on the Sonlight forum and he recently added her picture to his signature. When I saw her picture, I felt very compelled to do something for her. I had recently read an article about prayer shawls and did a google search for more information and patterns.

Prayer Shawl Ministries
Prayers Shawl Pattern(knit)
Prayer Shawl Pattern(crochet)

So I made a shawl for Lindsey. I know a shawl may be a strange gift for a young college girl, but I hope that she will gain some comfort and strength in knowing that there are people all over the world praying for her. It is called a prayer shawl because while it is being created, you are praying for the recipient. I also prayed that I would discover what God wanted me to learn from the whole experience. I believe he wanted me to learn the same things I am trying to teach my son – work worth doing is worth doing right. Taking your time and working carefully takes less time than working quickly and having to do it all over again. What matters most is not acheiving perfection, but doing your very best. In the end this is what I created:

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Garden Statues

I have to admit that I love garden statues. I think they are so funny, sticking out from among the flora and fauna of a well loved garden. They are like little surprises, peeking out at you, beckoning you in for a closer look. We don’t have a very big garden. Just 3 flower beds and the rest is grass. There isn’t a lot you can do, landscaping-wise, when you live in government housing. You may or may not have a fence around your yard, so probably don’t have any sort of privacy hedges. It is a good thing they put our names on our houses or we’d never know which one of the identical houses is ours! But maybe because our houses all look alike, the small flower beds of military base housing are usually quite pretty. Each family gets a chance to express their creativity and personality in the flowers they plant and the decorative items they place in their gardens. So enter in my garden statues.

stone face

Stone Face is tucked in to my front flower bed among the petunias. The children just love him! When they help me water the flowers, they always give him a wash, too. He had to move out of our flower bed in Korea and up on to our front porch because a couple of neighborhood toddlers liked him so much that they would walk off with him.

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Fatty Cat is new this year.
She sits on our front porch, welcoming visitors.

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In the backyard is our memorial to Tasha the Cat (fluffy not fat) who was our faithful animal companion.

Our newest addition is the Garden Gnome.

 
I’ve always wanted a Gnome of my own.
 

Happy Mother’s Day

This was sent to me in an email.  Enjoy!

 

If you give a mom a muffin, she’ll want a cup of coffee to go with it.

She’ll pour herself some. Her three-year-old will spill the coffee. She’ll
wipe it up.

Wiping the floor, she will find dirty socks. She’ll remember she has to do
laundry.

When she puts the laundry in the washer, she’ll trip over boots and bump
into the freezer.

Bumping into the freezer will remind her she has to plan supper. She will
get out a pound of hamburger. She’ll look for her cookbook. (101 Things To
Make With A Pound Of Hamburger.) The cookbook is sitting under a pile of
mail. She will see the phone bill, which is due tomorrow. She will look
for her checkbook.

The checkbook is in her purse that is being dumped out by her
two-year-old.

She’ll smell something funny. She’ll change the two-year-old.

While she is changing the two-year-old the phone will ring. Her
five-year-old will answer and hang up. She’ll remember that she wants to
phone a friend to come for coffee.

Thinking of coffee will remind her that she was going to have a cup. She
will pour herself some.

And chances are, if she has a cup of coffee, her kids will have eaten the
muffin that went with it.

Say Anything

I have noticed that many bloggers have their entries go without comments.  What’s up with that?  Everyone likes to be validated and in this medium, getting a comment on your blog is the only way to do so.  I have gone for days and days not even having one comment. I feel like I should be tapping the microphone saying, "Is thing on?"   

I am just as guilty as anyone of drive-by blog reading: reading and enjoying but not commenting. So what prevents us from commenting?  For me, it can be a matter of time. I enjoy reading my friends’ blogs with a cup of hot chai in the morning.  But all too soon, the demands of the day are calling me and I have to get off the computer.  But really, how long does it take to type, "what a great idea," "good luck," or "great pictures!"  Sometimes, though, someone has written something that is truly thought provoking and I’d like to comment, but need some time to formulate my thoughts.  In these cases, maybe it would be nice to write, "Very thought provoking.  I’ll comment again when I have given it more thought."  So I have decided to try and leave a comment on any entry I read.  I challenge you to do the same!  Just let someone know you were there and enjoyed what they wrote.  Offer a note of encouragement, tell them they made you laugh or just thank them for sharing their insight.  Just say anything!  (And start with me!)

This is a sad one…

feel free to skip it if you need to.

We have now had Bip for one day longer than we had Rebecca.  I was getting him up from his nap, snuggling with him, enjoying his sweet, happy self and thinking that he is almost exactly the age Rebecca was when we last saw her.  Then I did a little math and realized that he is one day older.  I looked over at a picture of her and just started to cry.  I miss her so much!  It is so unfair and I didn’t sign up for this and I don’t how we are going to live the rest of our lives without her.  I just hugged Bip and cried.  Silly boy thought I was laughing and laughed back at me.  Then he gave me a big old bear hug back.  Later as I spent the day with him I kept thinking about how much I would have given for this one day with Becca, and the next and the next.

Sometimes our days are normal and go about our lives.  Then it hits me – Rebecca died and we are anything but normal.  Life doesn’t just go on.  We have to make a conscious effort to survive and on good days, we can move from just survival to living.

I hurt for our children.  Boo, who has the biggest heart and has had to bear things that no child should. Pumpkin Girl, who I don’t think remembers Rebecca anymore.  I think she remembers the pain mostly.  And Bip, sweet little boy, our Joy in the Morning, will never know her on this earth.

And to add insult to serious injury, the Army came up with their first settlement.  I think they left off a zero.

So I am in a sad place today.  But I am comforted by the prayers of so many of my online friends, both on my moms board and the Sonlight Forums. Tomorrow will be a better day.

"Weeping may endure for the night, but joy comes in the morning."
Psalm 30:5

 

Fiber Arts Projects

With Bip in bed (and asleep!) by 9:00 last night, I got in some good knitting time.  When Phil isn’t here, I rummage around our video cabinet for a good movie I haven’t seen in awhile and pop it in.  Last night I found "Amadeus."  I had forgotten how much I love this movie!  I don’t even know when the last time I saw it was.  (Boy, that was all sorts of bad grammar.) Anyway, I watched it until 11:00 when my eyes got too tired and I thought I heard the baby squawking.  While I watched I worked on a poncho for Pumpkin Girl from a Knitting Pure and Simple pattern.  She calls ponchos "pom poms" and pom poms "poom pooms."  I have no idea why.  She helped me pick out the yarn at our local yarn store‘s 2nd birthday party.  She sat at the back table eating this gi-normous sugar cookie while I explored all the worsted weight yarns.  She didn’t like the yarn I had picked out for said pom pom (errrr!) and this time I wasn’t taking any chances.  I walked around the bins holding up skeins for her to judge.  "This one?  This one?  How about this one?"  She shook her head sweetly no each time, looking up at me with her big eyes from behind her cookie.  Finally we found one.  Just to make sure, I continued through the yarn, this time having her compare colors.  "Which do you like better?  This one or this one?"  Finally she selected something very nice, but not in a color I would have expected.  I thought she’d go for the pinks and purples, but she chose a green/blue/purple combo.  I didn’t even look at the price, bought 6 skeins and headed back to car where the boys were waiting.

So now I’m working on the "pom pom."  It’s done on circular needles, around and around and around.  You make 4 increases every other row, just to keep you on your toes.  So as a beginner knitter, I have gained the useful skill of being able to identify an increase stitch in my knitting.  This is useful because I can never remember if I’m on an increase row or not as I pick up my knitting each day.

I also broke my cardinal rule of never having more than one fiber arts project going at once.  I just got so tired of working on Bip’ sweater.  All that I have left to do are the sleeves, but I have to start each one in 2×2 ribbing and I always lose count and have to rip it all out and start again.  What I need to do is find some quiet, uninterrupted time (does that even exist?) to start both sleeves past the ribbing and then slip one onto a stitch holder to wait.  Then I can continue the mindless stockinette stitch for the remainder of the sleeve without worrying about needing to drop everything, except stitches, LOL, to attend to somebody else’s minor emergencies.

So being bored with the sweater, I started a crochet project.  Actually, that one was time sensitive and I finished it up quickly.  That’s a story for another time.  Embiggened (it’s a word!) by my success with the crochet project, I started another one.  This one is almost done but I had to put it away because the recipient was visiting us last week.  I can’t mention it any further because this person reads my blog.  I’ll reveal it in pictures after Christmas.

Christmas Present Crochet Project carefully out of sight for the week, but my hands being empty as the baby was fought over by two sets of grandparents and a great-grandmother, I started work on Pumpkin Girl’s pom pom.  I want to keep working on it for a while since I just got started.  I’m sure I’ll get bored with it soon enough, knitting, knitting, knitting, around and around and around.  Then I’ll go back to the crochet thing, finish it up and then tackle those sleeves.

Still waiting in the wings are a baby hat and blanket for a stamping friend who has been waiting forever to adopt a baby.  I should probably start those and get the great cosmic wheels turning in her favor.  (OK, I’m not really superstitious of course.) I would also like to knit a sweater for Boo. And hats for everyone.  And learn to make socks and…

But for tonight, it’s the rest of "Amadeus" and more work on Pumpkin Girl’s pom pom.

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