the Update monster
Jul. 5th, 2004 01:45 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hippybngstockngI miss feeling like I had time to write anything other than updates, like you all give a flying rat's ass about how registering my car is going (badly) or how much money I spent at the vet today ($52 for one fucking distemper booster, *gag*) and how much money it would cost me to get Buster's teeth done in Canada if I change my mind and decide to keep him (let's not even talk about it, it's insane and worth the drive to Ohio and a visit with my mom to have it done, it's that bad). And I am sure you probably also don't want to hear my fears about how I probably need a root canal myself, and have no insurance whatsoever, and probably brought it upon myself to boot by taking awful care of myself almost constantly. Who knew motherhood would discourage my personal hygiene, but there's just some things that fall lower and lower on the priority list as the volume of the screaming increases.
I've been having lots of trouble sleeping and watching a lot of strange television as a result and thinking about lots of amusing things lately I would much rather write about, but then I get all focused on how much "quality time" I spend with K. The guilt over that part has me being the update queen, since writing for myself would be... selfish.
Speaking of doing things for myself... I've been thinking about the Flylady again, and actually taking more time to read things before I delete them and I realize that I want all these things for "me" anyway and that's why I get upset when they don't work out right. Anyway, I'm trying to get back on the wagon (or on the wagon in the first place since I barely got past the sink) and I ended up having a really amusing dream about the feather dusters...
If you're a Flybaby, you get daily testimonials, sometimes more than 5 a day, and they are usually about the stupid feather dusters. Talk about a golden cow, they make these feather dusters sound like they will solve all the worlds problems, and bring about peace among all species, lions and lambs will lie down together in awe of these fucking feathers on a stick. So I had this dream last night where I finally broke down and ordered them, and when they arrived they were suspiciously lame and I was sure I'd been had on some sort of cosmic level. I'd ordered the set, and there were maybe 4 or 5 bent feathers from someone' s crazy pimp hat on the smaller one, and the larger one had a core of extremely fluffy fake fur that was supposed to make it seem like it was full of fluffy feathers, where there were only about 6 circling the base, and they were the same thin kinky bent-up crap as on the small duster. I pushed it around a dresser briefly and it fell apart. In the dream I remember thinking about how I couldn't wait to tell Live Journal about it *giggle*...
I slam on Flylady way too much though because her dusters do seem pretty cool, in fact I am looking for one locally, and might order one if I can't find something equivalent. I can't take everything she says as black and white, but I see her point and I can't whine about her really, though I still would like to see an offering of a shoe alternative for some of us who can't tolerate having shoes tracking on the carpet.
I've been having lots of trouble sleeping and watching a lot of strange television as a result and thinking about lots of amusing things lately I would much rather write about, but then I get all focused on how much "quality time" I spend with K. The guilt over that part has me being the update queen, since writing for myself would be... selfish.
Speaking of doing things for myself... I've been thinking about the Flylady again, and actually taking more time to read things before I delete them and I realize that I want all these things for "me" anyway and that's why I get upset when they don't work out right. Anyway, I'm trying to get back on the wagon (or on the wagon in the first place since I barely got past the sink) and I ended up having a really amusing dream about the feather dusters...
If you're a Flybaby, you get daily testimonials, sometimes more than 5 a day, and they are usually about the stupid feather dusters. Talk about a golden cow, they make these feather dusters sound like they will solve all the worlds problems, and bring about peace among all species, lions and lambs will lie down together in awe of these fucking feathers on a stick. So I had this dream last night where I finally broke down and ordered them, and when they arrived they were suspiciously lame and I was sure I'd been had on some sort of cosmic level. I'd ordered the set, and there were maybe 4 or 5 bent feathers from someone' s crazy pimp hat on the smaller one, and the larger one had a core of extremely fluffy fake fur that was supposed to make it seem like it was full of fluffy feathers, where there were only about 6 circling the base, and they were the same thin kinky bent-up crap as on the small duster. I pushed it around a dresser briefly and it fell apart. In the dream I remember thinking about how I couldn't wait to tell Live Journal about it *giggle*...
I slam on Flylady way too much though because her dusters do seem pretty cool, in fact I am looking for one locally, and might order one if I can't find something equivalent. I can't take everything she says as black and white, but I see her point and I can't whine about her really, though I still would like to see an offering of a shoe alternative for some of us who can't tolerate having shoes tracking on the carpet.
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Date: 2004-07-05 12:14 pm (UTC)I'm amused that you find the duster to be the magic Flylady wand. I always found it was the organization book that was the magic wand. Whatever. Alas I either can't commit enough to doing things the Flylady way, or her solutions are not a magic wand for me no matter how many testimonials I read about how she is for others.
I do have one thought though. Why don't you shift gears for awhile regarding LiveJournal. You do take and have some time to do updates. So why not screw the updates for awhile and write about something you really want to write about? If anyone wants/needs to know something about what's going on in life, they can ask. :) And if what you really want to do is write some weird random funky things, and the updates aren't important for your happiness or mental health or something, then I say screw the updates and on with the weird!
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Date: 2004-07-06 07:01 am (UTC)I think my subconscious picked the feather dusters because I think they are mighty perty, so I do secretly covet them :) I'd have to USE them for them to be the magic wand, and until I know that I will actually use them I refuse to buy them. I know full well I would buy the book and it would become another piece of the clutter- I'm bad at referring to lists, not to mention books when I am doing day to day activities, again, another routine so far off I can't even SEE it LOL :)
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Date: 2004-07-06 08:45 pm (UTC)As for reading her e-mails etc... I've stopped reading, and kinda stopped cleaning. :P BUT... I am proud of some things I learned from her, that by all normalacy SHOULD have been taught to me by my mother. Such as brush and floss every night. That coulda saved me a lot of pain if I had started much earlier. :P It's still hard to take the time for me, but slowly I'm implementing things into my life that are just for me. Cuz if I'm happier, then I'm a better wife and mother. If that means abandoning the dishes in favor of a shower, fine. If that means buying myself new non-raggedy underwear so I can finally throw out the old granny panties that make me feel like a pioneer pauper, good!
Flylady is still just a person, but if you remember the point is being happy, not just clean, then it's easier to take the message. She can be a bit, um, bossy... but, I know I need it sometimes. *laugh* Maybe it's time for me to start reading again... But not the testimonials, those get old. :P