2 months later

Did I warn you guys or what? It's been 2 months (almost to the day) since our second bundle of joy joined us in this world, and I've obviously fallen off the face of the blogging earth for a little while. I'm BACK! And am going to be posting a little more than just the recipes I've been making. I'll still do that (I made an insanely good veggie stew that will be in a separate post), but I'll also be talking about random things.

Like...New Years Resolutions? Ok, so I'm not one for making these or keeping them. Mine last year was read a book a month and I failed MISERABLY! I even still have the stack of the books I was going to read on my nightstand...collecting dust. Anyway, my goal this year is the same (read at least 12 books), but so far I'm doing pretty well. I am starting with an organization book called "The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up" by Marie Kondo. I saw someone I know from Purdue post that she read this book. It piqued my interest immensely since when my mom and stepdad were here visiting (after baby 2 came), I went through a major purge. We have a 4 bedroom house and the room that was in need of purging is now our guest room. The former guest room is now going to be our older child's room. Once we move him in there. Which is TBD. But the crib is set up in there so...progress! Maybe once our littler little decides to sleep somewhere besides on mom and dad. No joke. Blogging as we speak with a sleeping babe on my chest. Left wrist currently supporting the baby.

Anyway, I'm halfway done with the book, which I got on my Nook YESTERDAY. Impressive, really. I forget how handy my Nook is...just touch the screen to turn the page! Perfect for the endless bottles happening right now. The tidying up method sounds fantastic, if not daunting. You don't even get to think about organizing stuff until you get rid of things. It's been tough for me to not dump my whole closet out on the living room floor and jump in, but I'm trusting the method, finishing the book, and will then decide when a good time to start is. 

But...THIS 

THIS IS A GEM. I have such a hard time getting rid of stuff. I am one of the worst I know, especially when it comes to things I deem sentimental. Which is like everything. I think it's in my blood, because my grandma is worse than me and my dad was bad too. Not to blame them but...really. It's gotta be at least a little hereditary. I am so guilty of hanging on to things only for sentimental reasons. Enter...our (now) guest room that was littered with boxes that had been there since we bought our house and moved my stuff to Texas (literally it was 2014). Anyway, the purge while my parents were here was good but I know I have a ton more work to do. Will update once I finish the book and decide to take the plunge. I'm scared. I'm excited. I'm energized about it. 

A related note, there is this new app called "letgo" and it looks like this:

I've already posted a number of things on it (waaaaay easier than Craigslist to post). No bites yet. See something you want? My crap can be your crap! Just kidding...sort of. I recently was "selling" a juicer I had taking up space in my pantry but once I posted it on FB, my husband's coworker messaged me saying her daughter might be interested. It was awesome to just give that thing away. I know she'll use it! And if not...who cares! It's out of my house! What I'm trying to say is...if you see anything I posted on there and want it, let me know. I'll likely just give it to you. I'm not out to make money while I'm getting rid of my excess stuff...I really just want it gone but hate to be wasteful. I would much rather give stuff to people who think they will get use out of it than take huge boxes to Goodwill because I feel like Goodwill is basically the glorified version of throwing away stuff in a dumpster. Yes, I'm sure people have bought things I've "donated" to Goodwill over the years, but I think we (collectively speaking) treat Goodwill like a giant dumpster. Plus, they probably throw out a ton of stuff too, which I feel guilty about. Ah...Catholic guilt. I had it before I was ever Catholic (true story).

Happy New Year, everyone!