Getting Organized

Getting my crap organized has been a life long dream of mine. I have always had the desire but never really had the right tools. Since I had Brooklyn ( May 2007) I have been so overwhelmed with my responsabilites as a stay at home mom. I was getting eaten alive by all that I had to do. My house NEVER seemed to stay clean, laundry was a beast, my life felt outta control, and I was drowning. And my attitude showed. I would get comments from Aidan like "Mom, why are you so grumpy?" And I could never give him the right answer. I didn't even know why I was grumpy. I just was.

Last month, we went to a birthday party for one of Sydney's friends. It was a good time to go and sit and talk with other moms ( I don't have that in the Spanish Branch) and talk about stuff like " what do you do when this happends" or " how do you deal with this type of situation." And the topic of conversation was " how do you deal with organizing all your kids toys?" For me, I've never had a good organizing system for the toys in our house. I had a friend Kari who had 4 boys and all the toys possibly known to man... are her stuff was all in tubs. Ok, I thought, I'll try that. Didn't work. all the toys just got thrown in the tubs. It wasn't organized. So talking with these moms from the birthday party - I had an epiphany. What if I were to get several different tubs, organize the toys so each category of toy had their own bin, LABEL the tub and include a picture of what was in the tub. ( It gets better!) THEN put the toys UP in the closet shelves. If the kids want a tub, they need to ask for it, and when they are done, they clean it up and then they can get another tub down. BRILLIANT!!!!
So, I went to Target and bought a crap load of different sized bins. We came home and went to the toy room and I dumped the toy box out on the floor and had all the different bins out. One for cars, barbies, ponies, transformers, you get the idea. And I had the kids help me sort out all the toys. I was able to throw away crappy toys, broken toys, and get rid of stuff the kids no longer played with. Talk about liberating!! I then explained to the kids the toy rule. If you want to play with something, just ask, and when you're done everything goes back in the bin and we put a lid on it. And for the first time in 5 years we have a system that works GREAT for us!! Now this has sparked a chain reaction in my house. I'M ON A ROLL NOW!!!

MY FIRST BLOG!!

ALRIGHT ALRIGHT, I got sucked into it. And thank you very much for getting me possibly addicted to yet another thing. Not quite sure where to start, but I kinda have an idea, and it all starts with that nice bloody picture of Tim's toe. Not the prettiest thing especially if you're a little squeemish. But this is how it starts.

It's 1:45 am and I am woken up to Tim yelling " AHHH!!, AHHH!!! AHHH!!!" I sit up totally disoriented asking him " what happened what happened?" He frantically tells me " AHH AHH I cut my toe open AHH AHH" as I hurry to the bathroom where he was, there was blood everywhere. I'm still trying to comprehend what the freak is going on, and he said he was letting Oscar ( thats our dog) outside, ( which he never goes out that late at night) - Tim came back to bed, Oscar starts barking so he brings him back inside, and on the way back into bed he tripped over something ( we're still not sure what) and as he's falling his right big toe catches the end of the bed frame that is SUPPOSE to have the plastic protecter over it. It's a nasty "L" shapped metal thing and it sliced him open pretty good.

So, we loaded up the kids and hauled our cakes to the ER where Tim got stitched and had a tentanus shot. But the real reason why I tell this story is because this was the start of the changes that were to be made in the Sartain household!