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Keeping Track Of My Memory

Keeping track of my memory…I was so happy when handheld computers first came to market. I used to keep my calendar and all of my handwritten notes in the day timer brand notebook that lived in my jacket pocket. But back in the late 90s Apple invented the first of what was called a personal digital assistant or PDA. I was one of the first to buy the Newton. It was just little bit larger than my notebook, but it allowed me to enter all of my appointments, and notes digitally. I was forever writing notes on napkins or scrap pieces of paper that I could find, but the problem was I had to remember to sort them and enter them into my day timer. But with the Newton, once something was entered, I could search and find my notes Without a problem.

We certainly have come a long ways since then, and not surprisingly I am still writing notes all the time. Jim Rohn has written many things pertaining to personal success. One of them, which he says was his most important building block to his success, was keeping a journal. He used his journals for coordinating good ideas, solving problems, supporting his memory, and keeping track of his myriad of ideas. Here is a short article that describes in detail the reasons why we should all keep a journal. https://www.success.com/rohn-why-you-should-keep-a-journal/

Of course, there is an app for that. Evernote, which I referred to a few weeks ago is well adapted for journaling. You can enter text or pictures or drawings and store them by date. Simply create a folder to hold similar ideas or projects. Since Evernotes search function is first rate, youll always be able to find your notes. Another app called Day One (dayoneapp.com) is geared primarily for journaling and is a very robust app, free to use, and upgradable to premium functions if you like, for $35 a year. (I use the free option)

I have been using Day One for over a year, and although I dont use it as extensively as I could, I find it invaluable. It provides me a place to keep my thoughts and ideas, as well as quotes and inspiring articles. Its search function is also first-rate, so finding entries is simple.

Since I almost always have my phone with me, my journal is always just a few taps away.

~Steve

Life Before Quarantine

What life was like before??  It’s funny… but at times it’s hard to remember that it has only been a little over a month since our quarantine began.  It almost feels as if the last month has turned into the norm.  I wonder if I’ll be able to go back m to my “old” life.. 

There have been some hard days in the last month,  when I have felt very defeated and did not accomplish what I needed..  But when I look back to my life two months ago, I wonder how I did it all.

I was getting up every morning by 5 working out at a gym, getting the kids to school, going to my job, then after work I would pick up kids from school, run to activities for hours, and then get home after 8pm… and If I did not have my kids, I would work my second job.  There was no down time. Our schedule was packed every day. And I didn’t mind it.  It was just how life was…we were like a lot of families.  

And now I get up around 7, I go to the kitchen to start my workday, then I get the kids set on doing their schoolwork.  I teeter back and forth all day with working and helping the kids with what they need. My evenings are filled with walks or just hanging out with the kids.  And a lot of nights, I’m laying in bed by 8 pm, watching tv or reading. 

There are no kid activities or running from place to place at night.  My life has a completely different feel.  We are learning to move at a different pace. And I must admit I’m starting to really enjoy it. 

This was one of the first Easter Sunday’s that my kids and I did not rush to church to then drive an hour to my family’s house each way.  As much as I missed seeing my family. I was very content and happy being at home. We wore our pajamas and sweatpants… The kids and I made dinner, had an Easter egg hunt, watched movies, and just hung out.  It was really true contentment.

At times,  I think maybe this was a sign that my life was too busy and I needed a change.  I hated feeling so rushed trying to get from work to school pick up to sports.  We tried not to live like that, but at times the constant rushing took over.    I don’t miss every minute of my day being planned out… and I’m a planner by habit.

So it’s hard for me to realize I’m ok with this… I have always planned everything out day by day and week by week.  And now we plan very little. The first couple weeks were hard for me.  I did not know how to handle not having any real commitments.  It would make me anxious thinking that we had nothing planned. I wondered what I would do without anything to do.  

What would I do with all this time???  

And then it all started to fall into place.. We don’t live minute by minute on a strict schedule anymore.  I guess I really enjoy just having the flexibility of our life.. 

We can sleep in 5 minutes longer on some days,  we can decide to eat dinner at any time, or we can go for an extra mile on our walk.  

Summer will be here soon and as much as I miss the sports and activities, part of me is really looking forward to a slower summer.  A summer of enjoying our time at home.  We can sit outside late at night and have bonfires, we will not be at the soccer field until 9pm and eating dinner in the car. 

I have an extra minute now for all of those questions my kids are constantly asking me.  I think myself and my kids have all learned to just take extra time for ourselves.  We move at a slower pace and we take more time for each other.  Enjoy it!! 

-snarky 

https://www.snarkydivorcedgirl.com/blog

It’s Ok

I feel like the title of this blog is a misnomer. It’s not ok. Things are not ok. I don’t think this is a time to sugarcoat anything.

And that is ok.

Now… I would like to preface this with- now may not be the time of the airing of your grievances. I’m talking more like what is going on in the world.

What’s going on with you.

I would strongly advise against making any hasty decisions you can’t come back from once we are able to be with each other again.

There are laundry lists of do’s and don’ts floating around and I’m going to be honest… I’m pretty sure Gwenyth Paltrow and I are leading much different lives right now just like before.

I need to focus on my daughter. My car payment. Trying to get the motivation to be presentable for a ZOOM meeting. Not learn another language. 

If you want to take this time to learn all the things and do all the things you never seem to be able to, that’s fine too.

There is no rule book for this. There are no rules.

Again … Everyone has some strong suggestions.

The biggies seem to be around hair.

Lol…

My hot take is this, it will grow. Perhaps poorly but it will grow and you know I feel like baseball hats are pretty acceptable right now.

Followed a strong second by how we are homeschooling our children.

Again, it’s going to be ok. Or it’s not and you know what? That’s ok too.

This is a weird time I can’t imagine anyone is doing everything right.

For me personally I need to keep telling myself I am going to be good. There are days I don’t entirely buy into that, but I have to. Even if it’s just a little bit.

Since all this began I have become a reformed insomniac. I sleep through the night hard. I average about seven hours of sleep when I used to only get four. 

I am almost always tired.

I have had a few days where the reality that because I am considered high risk means I can’t leave my house, not even to get groceries. That reality has meant a solid cry. 

That’s ok too.

Ok is not good.

Ok is not bad. 

But it’s something. It means there is an opportunity for it to get better and that’s great.

I believe it will get great.

I do.

I’m not sure if I’m ok with how long it may take to get back there.

And that’s ok.

Much love Mommas.

Be safe.

<3 Caprise

Our Normal Routine Getting Flipped Upside Down

I am a routine person true and true… I do not handle abrupt change well so needless to say this last few weeks have been extremely hard.  I went into the week with everything planned and scheduled, by Friday everything was chaos.  No routine, no schedule, just a lot of unknowns.  

Let’s start with my career, I work in hotel sales. Thursday, March 12th, is when it all started to unravel for us…  We were going into back to back sold out weekends and then the coronavirus began to hit. In a matter of hours, it seemed like the world had changed…Hundreds of hotel cancellations had came thru, concerts cancelled, the NHL postponed… St Patrick’s Day activities were all put on hold. What started out as a typical Thursday had ended as one I will never forget.  It just escalated the next week with having to furlough most of our employees. I still feel at times I’m just living in a dream… 

That just transpired into my home life with sports cancellations, play dates postponed, stores closing,  and then the announcement of online learning would begin. So many abrupt schedule changes… and before that Thursday my biggest worry was having to get one kid to cheer and one to soccer at the same time..

Fast forward a few days.. The kids have now started distance learning and I’m working from home.  So much to process with changing schedules and all activities coming to a complete halt. It was complete overload.  I have a hard time making an instant transition when it’s not pre-planned.   

So here we are the first day in and I’m just a mess… I’m a creature of habit. I get up at 5:20 each day  go to the gym before work, come back and get ready… here I am with all gyms closed. I scrolled thru you tube for workout videos and there is about a million to choose from…which gives anyone a migraine. 

So instead I skipped working out for today, stayed in my pjs, ate chips while I worked from the couch.  By 4 pm, felt defeated and so overwhelmed with all the changes. I was crabby at my kids all day and yelled at them numerous times for the smallest things. It finally got to a point where my daughter said, “ why are you so crabby” nothing seemed to feel normal or in order. 

I think it was a lot of the abrupt changes and disruption to my normal schedule. I decided that night that I needed to get back on track. No one knew how long we would all be together and I would not survive without sticking to some sort of routine.  

The most important thing for me was still getting up and exercising. So starting the next day, I would be up by 6:30 and go for a 3 mile walk or run.  It felt like an accomplishment and some what normal. I also added in another short walk at the end of the day. I then get ready for the day and listen to a podcast, the same as if I was driving into the office.  

The distance learning is still a challenge for me and will take some time to get into more of a groove. I try and stick to the school schedule but with working from home and many interruptions it doesn’t go as planned. Honestly, if it says optional we skip it.  I have enough going in life right now without trying to be the overachiever teacher.  

I’m learning just do small things through out the day that keep it as normal as possible. Exercising, organizing, making a to do list, are all things that have kept me in as much as a normal routine as possible.  

I don’t make my kids do every activity that is sent out by their teachers… we do the best we can and we get through it.  We take it day by day… 

-snarky

https://www.snarkydivorcedgirl.com/blog

Home Sweet Home

“Home Sweet Home”….That’s a sign that many of us have hanging in our home somewhere. But, it might be taking on a different meaning after having been confined for a couple of weeks.

It’s one thing to take a couple of weeks off like a stay-cation, compared to someone telling us that we have to sit and stay and continue to be productive at work from home.

 Believe me, I know what it’s like. I have been working from home for a number of years doing a variety of jobs including being a realtor, and property manager, technology trainer and Dale Carnegie instructor.

Working from home seems like a dream opportunity until you actually are doing it, because reality sets in, and all of the distractions are difficult to juggle.  Our significant others and/or our children act as though if we are within view, then they can ask us for anything. And of course, we as wonderful partners and parents might actually prefer spending time with them than getting work done. Because, I can certainly finish my work later. That’s the great thing about working from home, right? Well, yes and no.

And let me be clear right here, I know there may be a number of people who feel that being forced to work from home is the equivalent to a prison sentence.  I feel you. My hope and intent here is to provide some suggestions to ease difficulties.

The first suggestion would be, if you can, to create designated times that you are working and can’t be disturbed. It could actually be as short as two hours depending upon your at home situation.  Ideally two four hour stints would be best, but hey, I know what it’s like. Of course figure in coffee and bathroom and fresh air breaks. Remember that this is a target to shoot for and not something to beat yourself up with because you can’t do it. 

The next important consideration, if you can do it, is have a designated space in your home where you are working. The intent here is to give yourself a physical distinction called ‘when I am here I am working’.  it could be anything from a separate room with the door that has its own computer and office set up to a table in the corner of a room that you can bring your laptop to. The thing here is to create a clear distinction of where you are working.  You can check Facebook, Instagram, twitter, YouTube, tik-tok, later in a different space, Just not here where you’re working during designated times…. Of course, I understand that some of you incorporate social media in your work… But you know what I’m getting at.

Stay tuned for upcoming posts with more tips and technologies suggestions.

 

`Steve Overton

Realtor

Trainer

Unapologetic Apple Evangelist

The More Things Change

The more things change the more they stay the same. 

Except so much has changed.

I am not sure where you are, but in my part of the world we are on strict Stay At Home orders until at least the end of April.

Our schools closed right before St, Patrick’s Day. Due to the nature of my job I have only been home myself now for six days.

I like everyone, am trying to figure out my new normal.

My daughter is about to start her second week of homeschooling and I’m thankful we have a district that planned and has worked hard to make things not too painful on us.

I’m the midst of this … I’m starting a new job.

So… I’m trying to control what I can control. It’s something I have been doing since G and I first left her Dad. I get up. I do my hair. I get dressed. I even put on makeup. You may say why? I mean if you have been on a ZOOM meeting all bets are off.

But this is my ritual. My thing that I can control in a world that feels so out of control.

It’s my time to quiet my head. Or do my checklist for the day.

The big difference is now I put on a T-shirt, leggings and comfy socks.

With so much feeling out of sync, it’s ok to have those things, Please know though, the days of fake lashes and foundation are probably on hiatus, but a good mascara, lipgloss and a Bobby pin in my bangs make me feel better.

They say the more things change the more they stay the same.

For me I need this same, as trivial and silly as it may seem.

It’s my anchor.

I hope you have one too Mommas.

I am sending you so much love.

Be safe.

<3 Caprise

Alexa, Please Help Me With Mornings!

“Alexa, wake me up at 6:45”

My 8 year old son snuggles up to his stuffed dog while I tuck him in.

It’s the first night back to a bedtime routine since winter break. Everything is peaceful; it’s not even 8PM.

Rewind twelve hours before though, and peaceful is not the word I would use.

“You’re always yelling at me!” My son cries from the bathroom floor as if the task of putting on just one sock in 10 minutes is simply unattainable.

Sound familiar mamas?

You’ve gotten up, poured the cereal, thrown your hair in a messy bun, and cheerfully woken your child up with a “good morning sweetie”.

What went wrong? Why are you always 30 seconds from yet another tardy slip as you fly into the drop off line, trying not to spill your coffee? Again, sound familiar mamas?

I don’t know the answers to a perfect morning, actually I despise mornings; but here are a few things

I’ve learned:

1. Set a Routine that Works and Follow it.

Your kids like a routine. For mine, setting an alarm with Alexa gives him the power over his day. He knows when his alarm goes off it’s time to get started. He sets it for a few minutes before I get up,so he can have some time to wake up alone. For yours, it may be turning on a certain type of music, having a cup of hot herbal tea, or hopping in the shower. Think about it mamas, do we like the lights turned on to wake us up with someone hovering over us saying: “get up, get dressed, eat, brush your teeth”, all within a matter of a half hour or so? Be mindful of this in the morning with your kids.

2. Lay Out Clothes for the Next Day.

Mamas this is a lifesaver. Before your bedtime routine, even if you don’t really have one (that’s an article for another day) make this simple, but so very valuable task, something you do each night. I’m talking the whole entire outfit: socks (oh dear, don’t forget the socks), shoes, coats, and even gloves if needed. Get your child’s input. This will avoid the “these pants don’t fit me” or “this shirt is scratching me” “I wanted to wear shorts instead!” Trust me, putting these few minutes as a priority the night before will save you much turmoil in the early morning hours.

3. Give Yourself Grace

This is important.

When nothing works and your morning is a mess, you’re tardy for the 7th time this month, and your coffee did spill (oh no, anything but the coffee),

Give yourself grace.

If you’re anything like me after a morning of tears, lost socks, short tempers, and rushed breakfasts, (or let’s face it a quickly slurped go-gurt thrown into the backseat of the car)- You’ll worry all day at work. Is his day okay? Did I ruin it all? Can he focus on his school work? Is he sad at lunch? Does he hate me? For what, mama? For being human?!

I think as single mothers we often forget: we are rocking this thing on our own. You’re the one who worked all day, the one who made the dinner, the one who gave the baths, and read the books, and put the laundry in, and said the bedtime prayers; and that’s just the start.

You’re the one who woke up to face another day of doing it all over again.

You are the one who deals with the tears and the melt downs and the homework; but you are also the one who gets the hugs, the cuddles, the “I love you mama”, and the “can you tuck me in?”

You, working single mama, are the one in your kid’s corner. Don’t forget it.

The world’s not perfect, but it’s not that bad. Here’s to messy buns, almost spilled coffee, and asking your kiddos to put their socks on for the 182794633479315th time….. all without losing your mind.

Happy Everything,

~Katie B.

Some Day We Will Get To Go To The Zoo

Some Day We Will Get To Go To The Zoo…

My daughter is six. She is smart as a whip and sharp as a tack and all those other colloquialisms we like to use. She asked me a question that kind of stopped me dead in my tracks.

“Mommy, why are you always in your room?”

Insert bulging eyes emoji.

“Well… It’s nice in there. I like it.”

She responded, “In the other house, you were in your room a lot, too.”

“So, what you are saying is you want me to spend more time with you?”

She and her brother, age five, both nod. Brother responds with: “We miss you!”

There is no rule book on how to parent singly. I often have no clue. Granted, I wasn’t really sure how to do that WITH a husband, either, so I come by it honestly. But she had a point. I thought about it. I always feel guilty that I don’t spend enough time with them or I work so much that I’m too exhausted and use any spare time to rest. There is no such thing as work/life balance for mothers and especially not single mothers.

Do you know that I have wanted to take my kids to the zoo for about three years now? But it never happens because it’s just not in the budget, no matter how creatively I work around things. I still have to account for fuel, food, appropriate clothing, etc. I would like to declare that 2020 is the year I finally get to take them to the zoo. I currently work three jobs. Surely this year I can take them to the zoo. I really need to show them the spider cages. And the snakes…

I explained to her that mommy has to work a lot. “Why?” She often tells me she does not want me to work so much. I have tried to have her understand, but she won’t truly understand until she’s an adult on her own. In the meantime, I attempt to make her aware that money buys things and getting money comes from work. Money means food, shelter. She’ll understand. Someday…

And someday, we’ll get to go to the zoo.

~ALG~

Getting Out Of Bed Has Saved Me

Getting out of bed and morning routines have saved me. If you knew me in college, this would never have happened.  20 years later I would be a person that loves a morning routine. And now I set my alarm to get up earlier than I need too including on the weekends, I still stick to a routine.  Yes, I set my alarm most weekends because otherwise I just won’t do it.. I come up with some excuse and then I’ve missed my opportunity.  We all do it.. say we are going to get up early but it just doesn’t happen. Setting a routine and sticking to it everyday works.

After my divorce,  my life seemed to get crazier with my kids and settling into a new lifestyle… there is a lot of adjusting with schedules, emotions, and just life.  I know people think that when you share custody you have all this free time. FALSE. I almost think I’m more busy ( that’s a story for another time).  I knew I had to do something different with my daily schedule. I needed to find time for myself and not finding time to exercise was making me more stressed. I felt so overwhelmed with the changes in my life and my mind was going to explode.  Like when you are trying to think about all these things to get through but your head is just scrambled.

I decided to start a morning routine, which includes getting up at 5:15 am.  This is not something that happens easy … it takes time to change habits and it’s hard.  I had to change my nightly routine and go to bed earlier.  And many days I have to drag my body out of bed and I still do..but I love it.  Morning is my favorite time.. it’s my time. I usually go to the gym and workout for that hour.

Crazy thing happened…After a couple of months of sticking to a routine.  I noticed that I am more prepared when my kids wake up and I’m not losing my shit every morning.  I am more productive at work because I’ve had time to plan my day and think about what I need to accomplish.   And I feel better about myself for getting up and doing something. It’s that feeling of accomplishment.

It’s my time of the day and I schedule it.  I get to prepare myself for the day ahead and not feel so rushed.  I hate that rushed feeling of not being caught up with life…. You start to feel scattered and running behind on everything in life..Routines keep me on track for the week.

Some days I go for a walk, write a blog, listen to a podcast, follow up on small projects or just sit outside..but I stick to the same routine that includes time to focus for myself.  Your daily routine does not need to include exercise, it can be whatever you want.  What is something you want to do each day but can never find time… this is the time that you can schedule it.  For me, this gave me an extra hour in the day.. one hour, 60 minutes, for seven days adds up.. it’s amazing what you can find to fill that hour.. and pretty soon it’s a routine for you and feels normal

-Snarky

https://www.snarkydivorcedgirl.com/blog

All I Wanted Was A Cup Of Coffee

How many times have you woke up and thought, “Today I will be on time!  I will stop for breakfast and coffee and get this day started right!”  I too have had these delusions of grandeur once upon a time.  This story that I am about to share with you is one that I’m sure many of you can relate to.   It happened a couple of years ago when I only had two children.   My oldest son was spending the day with his aunt, so it was just the baby and myself that morning and I was actually early!  Let me just say that since having children, that NEVER happens.  In fact, I’m usually always running late.  So needless to say I was super excited because I was finally going to be able to stop for coffee before work.

I get to the daycare to drop off my son and as usual, he pooped on his way to the daycare.  This wasn’t stopping me; he did this all the time and his teacher would change him inside.  What I hadn’t realized was that this particular poopy diaper had leaked through his clothes.  Again, I’m still focused on Starbucks or Dunkin’ Donuts.  He has extra outfits at daycare, no worries!  No worries, until I realized that my scrub jacket had poop on the sleeve.  No big deal, I asked for some of his wipes to clean it off and took my jacket off to throw in my backseat until I got to work.  That’s when I noticed this horrible mushy, smelly mess in the car seat!  It was even in the buckles!  How in the world did this happen?  Was he doing yoga stretches back there or something?

I wiped up as much as I could, washed my hands inside and headed to work.  No coffee for me!  I remember being so heartbroken over this cup of coffee that I had been dreaming of and tasting in my mouth all morning.  It wasn’t going to happen, and I was kind of pissed about it.  Looking back on this now, I can laugh, but the whole way to work in my car I was literally talking to God out loud asking him, “what’s so wrong with coffee?”  “You know that all I wanted was a cup of coffee!”  I remember being almost in tears.   I made it to work on time, ran in to tell my boss what had happened, grabbed some gloves and disinfectants and spent the next 15 minutes scrubbing out that car seat.   In that moment I decided that my favorite baristas would have to wait until the weekends to see me.

While it sucked in that moment, I remember that day and take it as a lesson learned. Things don’t always go as planned and that’s ok.  And just perhaps there was a reason that I didn’t get my coffee that day.  What if going that way would have had me stuck in traffic?  What if I avoided being in an accident?  Missing out on that cup of coffee could have been God protecting me from something that I was unaware of.    Who knows?  Poop may just have saved my life!

~1spentmom

www.1spentmom.com