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The One with Beautiful Weather & Look Ahead

Praise the Lord for the beautiful weather this weekend!

I think it’s the only thing that salvaged our Saturday.

Girls, those Sooners…

We’ll get to that soon enough. Let’s start with Friday. 

Will and I had a fancy date to Taco Mayo (they have a salad I like) and the grocery store Friday night. I hadn’t been since the week before OU-Texas, so our cupboards were pretty bare!

After our exciting night out, we came home and I made a batch of homemade granola.

Between the vegetarianism, homemade laundry soap, and now granola making I’m pretty sure any day now Will expects me to start wearing socks with sandals and living on the land. Ha!

Granola!

Anyway, the granola? It’s killing me. Recipe to come soon.

I hit the gym early Saturday. While I’ve worked out at home, I hadn’t stepped foot in the gym for 13 days! I’m pretty sure that’s my longest record.

It felt good to be back, and my legs are suffering for it (in a good way).
OU-K state18 Oct 14All smiles before the loss

The game consumed most of Saturday.

It was an 11:00 kickoff and close the whole time.

That meant we, along with 90,000 others, stayed in our seats until the last few minutes.

They break our hearts every time.

As someone that has invested lots of time, money, donations, and trips to support them, it sure is a bummer when they stink it up.

We usually take a shuttle back to our car, but we decided instead to enjoy the beautiful day and walk back.

I was thankful we walked. Not only was the weather gorgeous but the exercise was nice too.

Poor Will, he bleeds Crimson and lives for this time of year. He was super disappointed and frustrated by the loss. We walked with thousands of others, mostly in silence, and tried to enjoy the fresh air and quiet.

Afterward, we seized the beautiful day by running a couple errands and washing the car.

I also saw my mom and Layla, always a highlight.

Yesterday we got up early and went to the sunrise service, and they aren’t lying about that! The sun really was rising as we were walking in. Haha

After church I hit the gym and did some cardio and upper body work. I also watched the Colts game with Will.

I did my usual food prep, laundry, took a couple laps around the neighborhood, and even managed to sneak some time in with P and Layla and also chatted with a friend!

All in all a good weekend, full of absolutely gorgeous weather.

This is my short week, and I sure am thankful! My house desperately needs to be scoured.

I suppose I’m getting a little ahead of myself, though. We haven’t even talked about the fun coming up this week!

Here’s a look at what’s ahead this week:

-A dive into my recent blood test results
-Checking in on fall goals
-Thursday things
-Ezra six

Hope you had a good weekend.

Here’s to a Monday that goes fast (😊). Check in tomorrow!

Thursday Things, 23 Sept 14

Confession- I have not seen Frozen.

I know.

Can we still be friends?

Will’s brother is staying with us Thursday night.

Usually visitors call for fanfare and creation of the fake house, but as you may recall, I’m going a little more lax on all that craziness.

Sure I want the house to look nice, but I’m not going to kill myself to dust baseboards tomorrow night for our guest.

It’s about balance.

And hospitality.

And offering dessert never hurt either. smile

I’m feeling a bit overwhelmed when I look at my upcoming calendar.

I don’t know why, but it seems to be hitting me hard. I stopped being a worrier a long time ago, yet recently it’s begun to creep up inside my heart and I hate that!

I mentioned big changes soon, and part of it is related to that, as well as other things. Praying for peace and the ability to gracefully plow through

I wash my hands about 20 times a day

This seems a little excessive, yes?

Essentially it’s like getting up every hour from whatever I’m doing and taking two minutes to wash up.

I obviously don’t methodically time all this crazy hand washing, but between constantly picking up after & handling dogs, handling food, picking up after & handling dogs, bathroom breaks, picking up after & handling dogs…

Well you get the idea.

Anyway, between all that and weightlifting I’ve given up on soft, beautiful hands.

I have this slight suspicion people are alarmed by my man hands and firm grip the first time they meet me. Ha!

Still no spider
Still freaking out.

Fantasy Football is going well

Mostly.

The team Will and I made together is kind of average so far. We had AD in our league so we had to pick up another running back when he was suspended, and the players we have that usually put up big points haven’t been as stellar.

We’re 2-1, and I’ll take it. Let’s hope the rest of the season is a winner.

Layla is killing me with her adorableness

Nothing new, but now we are buddies. Now she can say my name and ask me to come with her. She can take my hand and she can tell me she’s happy to see me.

I can have a terrible day, and her small, pure gestures of love can make me forget everything. Be still my heart.

Please tell me you still have things on last weekends to-do list that didn’t get done.

Even with the away game, and seemingly more time available, Will and I still managed to avoid a handful of things we’ve been putting off and need to get done.

Procrastination at its finest.

Sooo last week I bought French bread for a recipe we didn’t end up making.

And then proceeded to eat the entire loaf myself throughout various times the rest of the week.

I bought another loaf this week thinking I’d be able to make the recipe for which the bread would be a njce accompaniment.

But yeah… Probably not going to happen with our schedule this week.

I’m in carb coma over here guys. Help!

Anything you care to share?

The one with the horse-sized spider & look ahead

I’d Iove to tell you guys all about my weekend, except I’m still completely paralyzed in fear. 

Guys, we have a gargantuan spider hiding somewhere in our house, and it’s kind of consumed my weekend life.

I often overuse the words “huge,” “gigantic,” and “terrifying” when it comes to spiders, so Will has a hard time gauging reality against my exaggeration.

Which is fair. I get it.

But let’s be real, for most girls all spiders are huge, gigantic, and terrifying.

Only… The one that made its way into our house Friday really was all those things.

As well as alarmingly fast and mammoth.

So alarming, in fact, that after it quickly ran into our living room and under the couch, I asked my dad to help me find it so we could deal with it without waiting for Will to get home.

Only, when we looked under the couch, it wasn’t there.

When Will got home we moved couches, got flashlights out and looked under furniture, and everything.

No spider.

Guyyyyys. This is awful!

“He’s gonna eat Lucy, Will!”

Not kidding.

I literally didn’t sit on the couch all weekend until Will finally “made” me last night.

I wore shoes in the house all weekend, and if you know me, you know I hate, loathe, and detest wearing shoes in my house.

It’s that huge and scary.

I kept thinking about waking up and walking out to a living room completely encapsulated in webs.

Obviously I got a little paranoid, but seriously- huge.webs.everywhere.

And now he knows where we are but we have no idea where he is.

He’s hiding out laughing his hairy legs off every time I quickly run through the living room, wearing sneakers and turning every.single.light.on.

Dead.

So yeah. In addition to usual weekend stuff, I’ve been keeping my eyes peeled for the epic tarantula hanging out in my house.

Oh and my dad took a pic of this monster that spun a web outside their house this weekend.
Huge spider

Thanks.

Anyway, we had stuff going on this weekend, but as you can see, the spider is consuming my thoughts.

I will mention I made the mistake of making a Genius Bar appointment the day after the iPhone 6 came out.

Bad idea.

Regardless of having an appointment, it was a complete zoo!

So yeah. My weekend in a nutshell. A big spider and the usual weekend stuff.

Whew.

Let’s go ahead and take a look at what’s up ahead this week!

-Tuesday Things
-Why I love working out
-September Ipsy
-Ezra chapter two

Sorry to drone on about the spider, but as I sat down to share today’s post, it is still on my mind and there was no way I could share anything else. Ha!

Check in tomorrow for more fun! If you need me, I’ll be standing on a chair, in the kitchen, with my shoes on, looking for that spider. wink

Thursday Things, 21 August 2014

***
Alright sweets, we are nearly weekend bound. Let’s finish strong!

Let’s talk about how this week is most certainly not my best in terms of eating healthy.

Not.at.all.

It involved this 5,000 calorie cupcake.

I'm dead.

Plus Will had two softball games Monday, one at 6:30 and one at 9:30, also known as past my bedtime.

What do you do when you have a two hour gap between games?

You eat French fries and fried pickles.

Real life.

And then I felt like a big heavy greasy bomb was in my stomach and I kind of wanted to slip into carb coma and pass out until morning.

So I did.

It was raining for Will’s second game so I stayed in the truck and fell asleep.

Supportive wife.

I also got to spent some quality time talking to a dear friend this week.

Oh girls, I am so refreshed by our conversation! We are not extremely close, however we have a common bond and love for God that has allowed us to strengthen, encourage, and pray for one another. 

Winning.

I’m kind of pumped about the weekend.

It involves a trip to a nearby fair with a little two year old girl. I’ve never been more excited to sweat my butt off in 100 degree heat and pet smelly blue ribbon goats in my life.

Here she is last year. Where does the time go!?

The fair!

Speaking of time passing, Lucy turned 8 this week and Boz turns 8 this weekend.

I fully acknowledge they’re not real kids, but I seriously can’t believe how quickly our time has gone with these old pups.

In hindsight, I feel a little guilty about getting them during our 45 day vacation home from Kuwait back in 2006 (but there was really no other time unless we waited until we moved home).

What were we thinking!? Staying with my in-laws with unruly puppies biting, tinkling, and flopping about!?

the babies

I also cringe about how we tormented our neighbors with their yapping during the nearly 2 years they lived with us in Kuwait.

Bad neighbors. Bad dog parents.

It’s probably a good thing we didn’t have real kids back then. We were totally clueless.

Soooo I’m 100% positive I’m not preggo, but guys, I’m having some seriously strange and insatiable cravings lately.

Like some weird stuff. Last night for dinner Will had leftovers and I had a giant bowl of broccoli and then proceeded to squeeze tablespoon upon tablespoon of mustard over it.

WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME!?

Don’t google that stuff either or it will pretty much make you worry about everything.

Okay, that’s it for now friends. Check in tomorrow! 

The One with the Cat Rescue & Look Ahead

Okay, not a real cat rescue, but it felt Iike it!

As I’m sure all of you smart and responsible ladies know, you’re supposed to clean under your fridge once a year.

Yeah, let’s just say it’s been forever awhile for the B-Love family.

This weekend, we noticed our freezer wasn’t keeping things as cold as normal.

Before dropping $100 on a service call plus whatever other associated costs, one of the first recommended actions is to clean below your fridge.

Duh.

So at 9:00 Saturday night Will and I embarked on the great cat rescue.

I call it a cat rescue because, girls, there were no dust bunnies under there.

There were full-blown lions!

I am a little crazy about a clean house, so yeah- was kind of freaking out about the hidden animal sanctuary right under my nose.

Sheesh.

We decided not to conquer the lion’s den that night, and instead reserved the fun for yesterday.

Want to know how to push me over the edge?

Use a leaf blower inside the house I spent cleaning on Friday to clean the dust from the back of the fridge.

I was not a happy camper, and Will knew it.

I quickly de-dusted some of the surfaces, but by the time we finished yesterday it was nearly 5 and I was spent.

In fact, most of yesterday was spent doing painfully responsible things. Like getting new tires, putting a new doorbell on the house, ironing, and prepping for the week ahead. Boo!

Oh, and as an aside, what is it about doorbells that make dogs go berserk?

I suppose I didn’t even really give you a weekend recap so much as confessing my lack of under-the-fridge-cleaning and frustration for my husband’s indoor leaf blowing action.

The rest of the weekend was good and fairly uneventful. We did our usual weekend things and also tried to rest a little. I even got to spend some quality time with mom and Layla.

Oh, and on Saturday night Will also proposed. On one knee and everything.

That’s right, girls, it’s official. I’m currently the co-owner of one of Will’s fantasy football leagues.

How did I get so lucky!? wink

So part of Saturday night was also spent doing research and discussing strategy. Exciting things, my friends.

Here I am researching...sort of.

Fantasy footballing

This past weekend was also the second to last weekend before the craziness of football season!

I know I say this all the time, but seriously, how is it already football season again!?

So let’s take a look at what’s coming up this week:

-Food lately
-Evening TV busters
-Thursday Things
-Are we good enough?

Alright my dears, that’s it for now. Here’s to a good Monday full of fresh starts and clean refrigerators. 

The One with the Garage Overhaul & Look Ahead

Oh.my.stars.

I’m not going to say I’m glad it’s Monday, however I will say I’m glad this past weekend is behind us.

Hopefully you did something exciting or restful so I can vicariously live through you.

In fact, please tell me what you did so I can vicariously live through you.

Our weekend?

Was spent overhauling our garage.

Plus it was humid and a 137 degrees outside.

Terrific.

Admittedly, the garage needed some serious work.

It was pretty junky.

However, with competing demands to fix up Will’s man cave and overhaul the office (which is still on the horizon), the garage was most certainly an afterthought.

Plus, we honestly had no need to.

Now, however, we have to squeeze three vehicles and a motorcycle into our cluttered space, and that was not going to work!

Sooo Saturday was spent completely taking our garage apart and refashioning it to fit the new situation.

Oh man. Talk about exhausting.

Here’s where we started.

Before

Total junk city.

Please don’t judge.

When we moved back from Kuwait, everything we owned was shipped in footlockers...which were then (mostly) unpacked (or repacked) and placed in our garage.

That meant the footlockers were the first place we started.

We pulled everything out, went through them, washed them, and placed them in our storage shed.

That took forever.

And sheesh those things were heavy. Most were (and still are) filled with lots and lots of hardback books.

The rest were filled with all sorts of random treasures. Haha

We had lots of people that slowly drove by our house. I can’t be sure, but I think they thought we were having a garage sale.

I have no idea why they’d think such a thing…

During

After everything was out, we started garage reassembly.

Did I mention it was a thousand degrees and humid? Check out Will’s shirt in this pic. That was pretty much how we both looked.

During

Glamorous.

My parents were very thoughtful and brought us big Sonic teas and checked in on our progress.

It was good to see them, and it was good to force myself to stop and drink!

Speaking of hydration, oh man. I was a drippy, sweaty mess Saturday and super dehydrated.

I’m a wilty flower not cut out for buggy, dirty, garage work.

We started at 12:45, finished a little after 9:00, sweat buckets, peed once (seriously- only once 😟), and skipped dinner.

But we finished.

Thank God.

And it looks pretty darn good!

After

The whole time I was aching and sweating everywhere all I could think about was pizza.

I told myself it would be my reward for all the hard work.

Pizza, breadsticks, and a brownie. A complete cheat meal trifecta.

However, after we both showered it was after 9:30 and Will was all, “My body is so achy and the heat had zapped my appetite. I couldn’t eat a thing.”

Seriously man!?

For some reason Will not wanting to eat a giant carb infested meal with me took the fun out of the whole experience. Instead I ate two brownies and called it good (but was bummed about the pizza, not gonna lie).

I was a little worried Will was going to be stiff as a board Sunday morning. He kind of overdid it and was hurting pretty bad.

We both hobbled to bed, all old and battered, and were down for the count.

We didn’t set alarms yesterday, and ended up sleeping until 9:30. We opted not to go to church and watched it online instead.

The rest of the day was spent prepping for the week ahead- laundry, cooking, and the like.

Bor-ing.

I did manage to take 15 minutes to see my parents and tan, so that was nice.

Definitely not a glamorous weekend, but one that needed to happen. It feels good to have it done, and I’m thankful it’s over!

Can I totally switch gears for a second and tell you how much my heart is hurting for our brothers and sisters and their children in Iraq right now?

Between all that’s been going on in my life here, I’ve been watching the news frequently for updates. Having lived in a country that neighbored them, I somehow continue to feel connected to that part of the world.

Let’s definitely remember to keep them in our prayers today and the rest of the week.

So now we embark on another week. I have some fun things lined up, and I hope you’ll check in!

Here’s a quick look at what’s ahead:

-Blog talk (and a laundry soap recipe!)
-Working out in the midst of transition
-Thursday Things
-Streams of Consciousness (um, and I haven’t written this one yet but I have a feeling it will be long, so break it into sessions or do what you have to do, but don’t miss out!)

That’s it! My long weekend of garage cleaning. Very exciting. smile

Check in tomorrow and have a good day! 

Thursday Things : 17 July 2014

Okay, nerd alert.

During the dog days of summer, when all our usual shows are off until fall, Will and I fill our evenings with a variety of things.

Sometimes it’s house related stuff, other times we’ll go for a walk, and a lot of the time we will catch up on some of the box sets we own but haven’t watched.

If you don’t remember, box sets were pretty much our major mode of television while we were in Kuwait, so we have lots.

Will is a big fan of the Andy Griffith Show and bought the series soon before leaving Kuwait. 

Can we please just camp out for a second and laugh that Will loves that show?

I think it’s adorable, and I never quite understood why.

Because I’m a millennial, maybe?

Anyway, between the move home, the overwhelming options of cable TV, and life, we never watched it.

Sooo, guess what we’ve been ending our nights with lately?

Yep. An episode of The Andy Griffith Show.

You know what? I find it incredibly endearing and totally get why Will loves it.

I also think Andy is so darn charming, and I can’t get over how young Ron Howard was in the first season.

Will’s parents and grandparents are staying with us tomorrow and part of Saturday.

I think it’s safe to say you know what I’ll be doing on my day off tomorrow.

Creating the fake house.

Oddly enough, I’m way more relaxed about it this year than in times past.

Maybe because I’m over 30?

Because we’ve been married over 10 years now?

I have no idea.

Last time they both came I went total commando on the house.

Washing outside windows, cleaning stuff with toothbrushes, making Will clean crown molding.

What!?

This year I’m like, “Eh. The outside windows are fine.”

I’m still cleaning away tomorrow, but I think I’m making progress with my obsessive cleaning?

I’m making tiny goodie bags with bottled water, a few snacks, candy, Chapstick (yes, my homemade batch), and a thanks for staying note, too.

A little over the top?

Don’t answer that.

I find I’ve become a little crazier more hospitable at my old age. I used to stress so much about making everything perfect that I forgot to actually enjoy myself.

Now I’ve lightened up a smidge (but don’t ask Will or he will probably tell you it’s less than a smidge), I want to enjoy my time with company.

Who the heck am I!?

Alright, that’s all for now.

Any randomness you care to share?

WIOW: A Weighty Pep Talk

Wiow

Today we are talking something most women loathe:

Weight.

I had to laugh a little, because I posted about this very topic last year nearly at the exact same time. Ha!

You know, it never gets easier seeing that number! Here I am again a whole year later seeing that number and having the exact same reaction!

So let’s work it out today.

Working it out in our minds, that is.

I’m probably in good company when I say I’m among a multitude of women that feel they have to be a certain number on the scale.

Why is it such a big deal!?

Obviously, I should be completely fine about what the scale says.

WRONG.

The truth is, sometimes I’m not fine and need a reminder that it’s “just a number.”

Because sometimes?

Sometimes it doesn’t feel like just a number.

It feels like an anchor weighing me down!

Pun intended.

It’s not the weight pulling me down, overall I’m pretty happy with how I look.

It’s just that pesky number.

So if you’re out there and have ever felt the same way, hopefully today’s public self talk session will help you, too!

1. It’s just a number.

It really is...mostly.

The number on the scale cannot accurately depict what makes up that number, so it’s important to realize you (you meaning me smile ) may need to do some more investigating to really understand your body composition.

As shown in past posts, fat looks very different and takes up quite a bit more space than muscle!

image

2. What’s really bothering me?

This one is sort of tied to number one. Is it the number, or is it the composition behind the number?

Am I bothered by how much I weigh, or by what makes up that weight?

Honestly, as shallow as it may sound, it’s the number.

And that? Goes against everything I say I believe about being strong, healthy, and proud of our fearfully and wonderfully made bodies!

Silliness.

Do I feel healthy?

Check.

Do my clothes fit the way I want then to?

Check.

Is my diet and exercise routine consistent with my goals?

Check.

So what does that mean?

Get.over.it.

3. What if I don’t want to get.over.it.?

Then we need to realign our goals to be more in line with reducing that number.

That means taking a look at current exercise and nutrition and modifying accordingly.

Add 10 extra minutes to your cardio workouts each day, and/or take it easy on the peanut butter each night (preaching to myself here).

Scale

4. What else?

Girls, we need some self-loving talk! We need to be telling ourselves we were made beautifully in God’s image, and believing it.

I’ve posted about this topic a trillion times, but we are way too hard on ourselves!

Pick the features you like, play them up.

Features you’re not so crazy about? Acknowledge them.

I started “making” myself look at my least favorite spots. In the past, I would immediately cover areas I disliked.

Now?

Looking at these flaws makes me more comfortable with them. I’ve still got cellulite, by golly, but most of the female population does.

Instead of pretending it’s not there, I’ve begun coming to terms with the fact that, as much as I’d like to live in denial, just because I don’t look at it doesn’t mean it’s not there! smile

Why am I holding myself up to a completely unattainable standard?

I have no aspirations of competing, and no goals of 12% body fat, so why would I expect not to have the cellulite I’ve had all my life magically disappear without a major reevaluation of my diet and exercise?

Exactly.

I need to ease up on myself and be kinder. Chances are, you need to do the same with your beautiful self, too!

Hopefully next time we have to step on the scale, we will be mindful of these things and go easy on ourselves, especially if we are living a healthy lifestyle.

You are beautiful and made unique by the Creator, so less head trash talk and more uplifting empowering talk!

More to come! ❀️

The one where we didn’t kill each other, and look ahead

Hi lovelies!

It’s Monday, but we can make it.

Five work days to get three days off (Or in my case, four work days days to get four days off! πŸ˜ƒ).

I’ll take it.

But before I get ahead of myself, I think it’s a good idea to celebrate this past weekend and hit a few highlights.

Friday started with a beautiful and freeing view.

good morning OKC

As well as a not so healthy breakfast treat.

P and I had lunch together, which made the work day so very bright! We had sushi and enjoyed good company. It totally made my day!

Friday night was less exciting. Will and I had a date at Lowe’s to get stuff to hang pictures in his room.

It got crazy ya’ll. 

Hanging away

Saturday was a little more eventful.

I got up an an ungodly hour to workout.

A total glutton for punishment.

I love how making small changes to my usual routine can make such a big difference. I upped my reps from 12 to 15 and am paying for it today.

I ended up finishing my workout outside with a series of burpees, shuffle squats, and crunches, and got to see the sun peek from the horizon. Very beautiful.

Then it was time to wrangle up the dogs for a trip to the vet for shots.

I’ve mentioned a time or two what an ordeal it is to take everyone at the vet at the same time. Saturday was no different.

And Boz has another infection in his anal glands. Wee!

Aaand Teddy is shedding her summer coat, so she molted all over me.

Molting Teddy
Yay!

Thank goodness she’s an outside dog. I think I could have made a blanket with all her fur!

After the fun, we napped, got around, and saw Moms’ Night Out!

Such a good movie. I loved it, while Will wasn’t as impressed.

After the movie we went to church and grabbed some dinner.

Around 11:00 we were wakened by our sweet Lucy puking.

And then again after midnight.

Middle of the night vomit cleaning. It’s exciting stuff.

Between the late night surprise, and the early Saturday start, I was completely exhausted, so Sunday didn’t start until 8:45!

I hate when I start the day so late, but man I needed the rest.

I made a quick trip to the store for the week, and the next few hours were devoted to hanging pictures in Will’s room!

Remember how this endeavor usually causes immense pain, arguing, and agony between us?

Well, I don’t know if we’ve grown less feisty in our old age, or if maybe hitting the ten year mark made us realize, “Welp, this is it. Let’s just settle down and be a little more tolerant of each other’s annoyances.”

Whatever the case, we successfully hanged six pictures without a single argument.

Cue the hallelujah choir.

Seriously. It’s kind of a divine miracle.

Hanging away

After that fun, we spent a little time with my family, I did some chores, and we watched some shows.

And, here we are again.

Monday morning.

But we can do it, guys!

Three. Day. Weekend.

Focus!

In fact, let’s get to the good stuff. Posts.

Here’s a look at what we will be talking about this week: 

-Green Monster Protein Pancakes
-Pushing yourself to try some push-up variations
-Things I’m loving Thursday
-And why sometimes you’ll find me smelting gold (it’s true)

So check in this week for more fun and adventures. Until tomorrow, be a light! ❀️

Thursday Confessions: The House Edition

1. Now that you have refrigerator rights, I feel I can be totally real and lead off with a huge home confession:

I have a complete internal meltdown when people wear shoes inside my house.

Complete.internal.meltdown.

You can probably see the color start to drain from my face, and the smile fade from my mouth.

I hold it together on the outside, but guys?

I’m dying inside.

2.Sooo chances are if you were ever to pop in unannounced, you would find we use Walmart sacks as trash bags.

Very Classy.

This has been a “thing” at our house, oh for about five years now.

Yep. True story.

I used to throw a total fit about it, but after while got tired of arguing with Will about the trashiness of it all (no pun intended haha). The truth is, we have a freakishly large amount of Walmart sacks and I guess we are putting them to good use?

I disgust myself.

3. Favorite chore: Dust busting with my new Dyson handheld. smile

My new toy

Least favorite chore: Dusting & cleaning the shower

4. Speaking of dusting, how often do you guys dust your blinds and baseboards? 

I’m not really sure what constitutes “normal dusting.” I usually do basic surfaces every week, but do in depth dusting, to include baseboards and blinds, twice a month.

Too much?

Not enough?

Help!

5. Will and I have a heightened sensitivity to the way our house smells.

Like for real.

Do you guys do that too?

We kind of sort of have a mini breakdown in the Sam’s aisle during the spring-summer months when we religiously check to see the scents they have only to realize they never ever carry what we need EVER during the warmer months.

Did the Sams people ever consider that vanilla and apple cinnamon are always in style!?

ALWAYS!?!

Sheesh.

So yeah, we pretty much hoard those two scents on the fall and winter when we can get them in bulk at Sams. Hey, you gotta do what you gotta do.

That’s enough for me. Any household confessions to get off your chest?

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