Tuesday, November 11, 2008

When there is nothing to write about....

What do you write about when there is nothing to write about? One of my former English teachers, Mrs. Bean, would say to write until you feel like writing. Is that like praying until you feel like praying? Probably. I guess its a good way to start writing your feelings and just putting down whatever you can think of to write. I've also been tagged for a couple of things that I need to get to so I'll get to those soon I promise.

Playing the piano
I have always enjoyed the piano and have finally gotten to the point where I have thanked my mother for "making" me take lessons AND practice. She was so mean back then! :-) But now I appreciate it. This does not mean, however, that I want to do so at the drop of a hat. Case in point: I was in choir this past Sunday and having found out we do not have a pianist for next week, I was volunteered. I don't play for choir. It makes me nervous and uncomfortable. I don't play well and my lack of ability become highly magnified if people have to sing or depend on me to hear their notes. So I turned them down..probably not in the best way but in my stubborn, Kathryn way. All of you probably know what I mean.

Christmas shopping is already stressing me out. Why, oh why don't I start earlier? Why am I not smart enough to start in like, September? At least my sibling gift is out of the way, we are going to donate to a college fund for little G so I am excited about that. But what about my parents, RCH and Beckle the Freckle, AND their kids? AHHHH!!! What about my employees? See? Its stressing me out!

I have an aunt who is amazing when it comes to birthdays etc. Even if no one else sends you a card you can guarantee that you'll get one from her. I think it is so great because I totally stink at birthday's. I still haven't sent a card to Lizzie..from AUGUST!!! I missed one of my best friends birthdays and now I know it and I STILL haven't called him. Em and Matt didn't get cards yet..I even BOUGHT THEM!! They are in my card organizer that is supposed to make me ORGANIZED!!! But has it? Um..no.

And speaking of organization:

Being Organized
This is something that has baffled me for a long, long time. Perhaps its just in my nature to be a piler as RCH says instead of a filer. I like to file things away and at work I am different but my room at home looks like a tornado, a hurricane and a flood all happened at once. I make resolutions to be "more organized" but I'm not really sure how to do that. One of my cousins is WAY organized and every time I go to her house I am amazed at her system. Maybe I should ask her to help me next time she comes. I don't even want to talk about my closet. Its like a black hole..if you put something in there..it isn't coming out.
Although, part of my problem is I have too much stuff for the space I live in. Its not my fault or the fault of where I am. At this stage of my life there are things I have I can't use, like dishes. But I don't want to get rid of them because I may live on my own again some day so I'll need them and I don't want to buy more. I look at other people and I seriously wonder how they do it.
The other part of the problem is that I am an insane pack rat. I keep everything! But I just can't bear to give or throw things away that have sentimental value. I've considered taking pictures and making a scrapbook but I think I would feel guilty for getting rid of things.
What are some things all of my dear readers do to stay organized? Create a post on your blog or leave a comment.

People are weird
That is all I have to say about that.

I guess I wrote more than I thought I would. Loves to you all and keep on trucking!


Mike K said...

Mrs. Bean... YEAH I liked her. Dated her daughter for one of the school dances.

K2 said...

Mike..that is awesome. Mrs. Bean is a rock star! I still write to her occasionally.

Heather said...

I plan on doing most of my Christmas shopping on vacation.

Because everyone could use a big mug carved out of a coconut.

Aimee Kieffer, aka "Momzoo" said...

I had Mrs Bean for English and Creative Writting. I loved her classes.

Beckle the Freckle said...

Ah, Mrs. Bean! She is one of those Master Teachers who just makes you love to learn. I miss her.

I wish I could get more organized. I'm rubbish at it, too. You should see the sad state of our closets.

Sorry if you get wierd Christmas from us every year...I let the kiddo pick stuff out! :) Also? Miss D super wants soap from Etsy. I don't know why. She's obsessed.