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March 31, 2020

Goldilocks and the new office


I started this post a few weeks ago when we were living our ordinarily boring days. *sigh* 


We converted the girls' playroom to Coach's home office.
It's all finished aside from a desktop and printer.

I guess that means, it's not 100% finished. I'm a liar. 


I ordered the desk, file cabinet (behind desk) rug and a desk chair from Pottery Barn when they were having a spectacular sale. I was hesitant to even order the chair because it seemed so expensive to me,  but it looked really timeless and comfortable.

Some of the items were taking forever to come in and then I found out that the chair was going to EVEN more delayed.
Finally, I came to my senses, called and canceled the overpriced chair.

Later, the next day I was at Office Depot picking up some printing and I saw some great chairs there. I almost purchased one for him; then I decided I'd let him choose his own chair. 
See, I'm nice. 


The chairs at OD ranged from $200-$400. Much better prices than PB.

I finagled him to go to Office Depot one evening to shop and he poo-pooed every chair he sat in.
Too small.
Too hard.
Too ugly.

Finally, I asked him where he purchased the office chair that he has in his actual office.

"I ordered it online from Costco about 10 years ago."

Really now.

It goes to show you, we all probably do better with fewer choices in life; that could be a positive spin regarding prison or arranged marriages.

A few weeks later we were in Costco and they had two desk chairs to chose from.
Goldilocks Coach tried them both; and decided that the more inexpensive one was the most comfortable.

Y'all it was $99.

We have too many choices in life and it can make it harder. Right? 

Like right now, I'd take ONE PLY generic TP given the chance.


Oh, and we still have all the kid's books, toys, and games in the office if the Coach needs to take a break from running our empire company.

So, is anyone making any changes at home? 

Well, aside from rationing paper goods and hiding from sick people?


March 27, 2020

butterfly lessons and denial


When I was vlogging about my obsession, need, want of the Giant Swallowtails, I assumed everyone knew what they were. Here is what they look like, and they really are large compared to other butterflies.
You know size doesn't matter, big, small, tall, thin, they're all beautiful. That was me remembering that butterflies might read this and have body issues. 

Underside of the Giant.

And when they want to hide from the butterfly po-po.

Topside of the Giant

It's like they are two different critters when sitting as opposed to flying.
Giant swallowtail butterfly images borrowed from here.  They love citrus trees/plants.


Aren't they gorgeous?


I've had some luck with the Eastern black swallowtail; they love parsley, dill, and fennel, which I have growing in the garden.

This boy was released a few weeks ago:


I have to be more diligent in collecting the baby larvae of these because if not, the birds eat them before I can save them.

The birds act like I don't have food for them; the feeder is always full and still, they want to eat caterpillars. Pretty freaking rude if you ask me.

I've released about 25 monarchs this week and I'm going to be forced to slow down because my milkweed can't grow fast enough with the last batch or four of caterpillars.

I've got the whole world in my hand





























The world might be falling apart, but here is Suz running around the yard playing with butterflies.
Denial is my favorite place to be. Oh, and Home...home and denial are my favorite places.


Any plans for the weekend? A concert? Shopping at the mall? Moving from the bed to the couch? 
XOXO

March 26, 2020

I've always been crazy, but it's kept me from going insane.


I don't know about you, but I'm getting loads of stuff done while in prison home.

*looks around at the pigsty we've been living in*

Tuesday had me all: WHAT  CAN  I  CLEAN  NOW?
I cleaned my makeup vanity and all my makeup brushes.

*wonders if or when I'll wear makeup again*

I cleaned our glass front doors.

Then I started cleaning the glass doors out towards the lanai and then I wondered why we have SO many glass doors in the first place.
But you know what they say about people who live in glass houses...
Ummm, they go through a lot of Windex.

Cleaning glass/windows is my least favorite chore. Ever.

Then I tackled the refrigerator.

Me, proud of my accomplishment to Coach when he came home:
Notice anything different about the fridge?
Him, oblivious to the filth that it was: You gave all our food away?
It really wasn't filthy, it was just regular dirty.

Now, you can literally eat out of our fridge. 

*patting myself on the back, cause that right there was pure gold*

I'm getting low on pineapple, creamer, and crackers. I might have to venture OUT THERE in a few days.

Unless I can get my sweet husband to go for me.
Or, I can act like it's the year 2020 and do online order and delivery.

I'd like to see just how long I can go without leaving the confines of our property.
Let's call this a practice test for in-house arrest, just in case, you know, in the future, I might need to do it for real.

I'm not stir crazy yet.
However, I’ve always been crazy.


Waylon Jennings was also pure gold.

My desk, craft table, and entire laundry room are spic and span; it looks like no one lives here and that's how I like it.
{kidding}
{Not kidding}

{Y'all realize I know this is a serious virus and I'm not making light of any of it. I pray for those affected by this and those who are vulnerable to it.}  *Please let this pass sooner than later*


What's the weirdest thing you've cleaned this week? 


March 24, 2020

She Vlogs again; I finally got what I wanted. Spoiler alert, it’s not a baby dolphin. This time

What day are we on for quarantine? 6, 7, 58? 


I'm so thankful for a large yard that I can wander around to get some fresh air; it makes me less sassy. Can you imagine? 

When I was a kid, both my Dad and his Dad were always (when not working) in the yard; planting, trimming, watering, growing stuff.

I always thought that was just what old people do.

And.here.I.am. 

Happy Tuesday.
So, tacos tonight? 

{virtual} XOXO