<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8802544270145492445</id><updated>2011-08-02T09:38:40.614-07:00</updated><category term='neglected  home'/><category term='children'/><category term='meals'/><category term='laundry'/><category term='dirty laundry'/><category term='Purpose for the blog'/><category term='routines'/><category term='Chore Packs'/><category term='schedules'/><category term='homeschooling'/><category term='managing'/><category term='chores'/><category term='desires'/><category term='mother'/><category term='audio blog'/><category term='MOTH'/><category term='home order'/><category term='time management'/><category term='overwhelmed'/><category term='cleaning'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>Managing My Home</title><subtitle type='html'>Life as a home manager can often times be hectic.  By far... have I arrived.  Here I take you on my journey where I share my struggles and victories.  There might be more struggles than victories but I am always striving for the VICTORY!!!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://managingmyhome.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802544270145492445/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://managingmyhome.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Chris in FL--Joyful Mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721525071153767987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/THGIFMh55wI/AAAAAAAACKc/hGNCseBMcnU/S220/Photo+on+2010-08-22+at+16.07.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8802544270145492445.post-8692053602332426454</id><published>2010-05-24T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T15:35:08.593-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='audio blog'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey Guys!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are looking to interact with me on homemaking, mothering, etc...&lt;br /&gt;come on over to my "other" blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.joyfulmother.blogspot.com/"&gt;Joyful Mother&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be posting on this blog much so if you want to know&lt;br /&gt;more about me...&lt;br /&gt;come on over&lt;br /&gt;it'll be lots of&lt;br /&gt;FUN&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802544270145492445-8692053602332426454?l=managingmyhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://managingmyhome.blogspot.com/feeds/8692053602332426454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802544270145492445&amp;postID=8692053602332426454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802544270145492445/posts/default/8692053602332426454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802544270145492445/posts/default/8692053602332426454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://managingmyhome.blogspot.com/2010/05/hey-guys-if-you-are-looking-to-interact.html' title=''/><author><name>Chris in FL--Joyful Mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721525071153767987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/THGIFMh55wI/AAAAAAAACKc/hGNCseBMcnU/S220/Photo+on+2010-08-22+at+16.07.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8802544270145492445.post-7672384674446679371</id><published>2010-05-20T03:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T03:53:36.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Audio on the other blog</title><content type='html'>I just posted another audio post on my other blog... &lt;a href="http://www.joyfulmother.blogspot.com/"&gt; joyfulmother&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided after last night to just post them on the other blog not this one.  Sorry for the confusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoy my audio recordings....  please send me questions or comments....I need feedback for topics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802544270145492445-7672384674446679371?l=managingmyhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://managingmyhome.blogspot.com/feeds/7672384674446679371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802544270145492445&amp;postID=7672384674446679371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802544270145492445/posts/default/7672384674446679371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802544270145492445/posts/default/7672384674446679371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://managingmyhome.blogspot.com/2010/05/audio-on-other-blog.html' title='Audio on the other blog'/><author><name>Chris in FL--Joyful Mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721525071153767987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/THGIFMh55wI/AAAAAAAACKc/hGNCseBMcnU/S220/Photo+on+2010-08-22+at+16.07.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8802544270145492445.post-8477155320654893526</id><published>2010-05-19T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T17:58:18.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Listen to ME!!  Audio Blog Post</title><content type='html'>If you went to my Joyful Mother blog, this is the same audio message!  The audio messages will be posted on this blog not on my other blog.  So keep coming back to check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's exciting.  Don't forget to pause the music!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=8,0,0,0" width="335" height="28" id="divplaylist"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.divshare.com/flash/playlist?myId=11426109-55f" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.divshare.com/flash/playlist?myId=11426109-55f" width="335" height="28" name="divplaylist" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802544270145492445-8477155320654893526?l=managingmyhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://managingmyhome.blogspot.com/feeds/8477155320654893526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802544270145492445&amp;postID=8477155320654893526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802544270145492445/posts/default/8477155320654893526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802544270145492445/posts/default/8477155320654893526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://managingmyhome.blogspot.com/2010/05/listen-to-me-audio-blog-post.html' title='Listen to ME!!  Audio Blog Post'/><author><name>Chris in FL--Joyful Mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721525071153767987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/THGIFMh55wI/AAAAAAAACKc/hGNCseBMcnU/S220/Photo+on+2010-08-22+at+16.07.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8802544270145492445.post-3827660237367738971</id><published>2010-03-21T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T13:01:06.468-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home order'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Purpose for the blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neglected  home'/><title type='text'>Starting to feel "homey"...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/S6Z6XuXCqBI/AAAAAAAABWI/Reke5EzpZ98/s1600-h/P1010355.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Has it been that long since I've posted on my home blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Yikes!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;LOL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I guess I don't even know what to write about.  I sometimes feel like my life has to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;PERFECT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;to type here.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;No, not really....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I never created this blog to write down my perfections&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;BY FAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;ha ha ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;This is a place for me to write down who I really am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'm a work in progress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;YEAH--DEFINITELY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;So.....hmmmmm.....what has been going on since my last depressing post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;OH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Lots of fun things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; awesome things actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;My good friend was throwing out her furniture and I came just in time to save it.  She bought new furniture and didn't want to sell her old couches because she thought they were in awful shape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;OK........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I had to totally laugh because her couches she thought were "AWFUL", they were by far better than what I had currently in my home.  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;So guess what I did.....???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I told her to NOT throw those couches away, but give them to ME!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Yep, so now I have some more furniture for my front room and it really has brought a homey feeling into the house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am going to post the pics later.  My husband is out of town and I don't have the camera on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sooooooo.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am planning on sewing (did I just say SEWING...ha ha....and I don't even know how to sew)....anyway.....I am planning on sewing some couch cushion to give it a more cozy feel to my front room.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Thank you Lord  for sending these couches my way.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;They are treasured.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am going to paint the boys' room.  I bought some paint but I still need to "make" some time to actually get in there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/S6Z6XuXCqBI/AAAAAAAABWI/Reke5EzpZ98/s400/P1010355.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451178946978818066" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva', serif;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;ear down the old bunk beds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; Kilz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;steam clean the carpet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sew curtains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; (there I said it again...SEWING...yikes... I don't know what I'm saying!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Put in the new bunk beds that have been in my garage for MONTHS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Lots of little things are getting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;fixed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;replaced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;and yep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I feel like maybe I might &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;be making this old house a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;HOME!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;YAY Lord....He loves me and knows my heart!!  And He ALWAYS answers prayers!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Zapfino;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Chris &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802544270145492445-3827660237367738971?l=managingmyhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://managingmyhome.blogspot.com/feeds/3827660237367738971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802544270145492445&amp;postID=3827660237367738971&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802544270145492445/posts/default/3827660237367738971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802544270145492445/posts/default/3827660237367738971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://managingmyhome.blogspot.com/2010/03/starting-to-feel-homey.html' title='Starting to feel &quot;homey&quot;...'/><author><name>Chris in FL--Joyful Mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721525071153767987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/THGIFMh55wI/AAAAAAAACKc/hGNCseBMcnU/S220/Photo+on+2010-08-22+at+16.07.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/S6Z6XuXCqBI/AAAAAAAABWI/Reke5EzpZ98/s72-c/P1010355.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8802544270145492445.post-4731352719287641444</id><published>2010-02-13T16:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T17:06:16.370-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desires'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neglected  home'/><title type='text'>I want a home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;I hope this post isn't to sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;I am feeling sad tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;I don't know.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;I guess just the fact that as I walk through my house and look around I think how my house isn't a home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;It isn't that I don't want to make it nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;I really do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;I just can't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;At least not now....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;Until I have more money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;It is hard to make a house into a home when you have no money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;It seems like our whole lives have been about not having enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;Ok, I know I sound like I am pouting and complaining and I think I am, but I guess I am allowing myself to do this tonight since this is my blog and I need to just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;VENT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;I was crying to my husband again.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;I do this sometimes when I have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;ONE OF THOSE DAYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;Yeah, a BIG BABY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;I want to be able to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;repair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;paint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;buy picture frames and fill my walls with pictures of the kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;make a cozy kitchen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;buy lots of organizing bins and things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;a new bed comforter with matching pillows, curtains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;redo the children's bedrooms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;blinds....curtains for the house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;closet doors--since all my doors are down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;a new entertainment center with a big TV (I don't even watch TV, but I like movies)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;nice cozy furniture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;lamps.....I like soft lighting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;a little cozy reading recliner with a little table on the side with a nice lamp on it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;just so I can read the bible and watch the kids play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;more glasses since they have almost all broken (I use jelly jars now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;matching plates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;oh and a van to fit my whole family (our current one seats eight)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;and I want to have grass in my front yard with flower beds all over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;I want play equipment for the children and have a beautiful oasis in my backyard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;I want......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;I know these are "wordly things".   I know I shouldn't want these things......is it OK to want a nice home?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;Maybe I just need to live in a grass hut with a dirt floor and forget about the nice things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;Just bring people to Jesus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;But Jesus visited homes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;I bet He visited nice homes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;All of this "house a home" thing isn't a big deal most of the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;Then there are days that I do desire these things and want the money to just go and spend and make my GARDEN OF EDEN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;I guess it's hard when you live within the same walls, 24/7 and you never leave.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;You get a bit stir crazy and want to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;CHANGE THE ATMOSPHERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;a bit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;I have prayed about this already and know God has heard me and has answered.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;He always answers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;I just don't know what the hold up is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;I gotta ask Him again....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Apple Chancery';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;Lord, what's the hold up......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Apple Chancery', serif;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Zapfino;font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:64px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chris&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802544270145492445-4731352719287641444?l=managingmyhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://managingmyhome.blogspot.com/feeds/4731352719287641444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802544270145492445&amp;postID=4731352719287641444&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802544270145492445/posts/default/4731352719287641444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802544270145492445/posts/default/4731352719287641444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://managingmyhome.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-want-home.html' title='I want a home'/><author><name>Chris in FL--Joyful Mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721525071153767987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/THGIFMh55wI/AAAAAAAACKc/hGNCseBMcnU/S220/Photo+on+2010-08-22+at+16.07.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8802544270145492445.post-2989104823763616383</id><published>2010-01-06T17:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T07:12:07.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Viewing my laundry room video</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The Video is made Public now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I don't know what happened yet again.  Sorry!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Just for those who came to my blog and wanted to view the video but didn't leave a comment, I'm sorry but it was set on private.  I disabled the privacy and now it is public.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now you can try viewing it again.  If you still have a problem please let me know.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chris&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here it is again!!  I had to embed it again, maybe this was causing the problem.  And you can read the original post below  if you haven't been on my blog yet and this is your first time viewing the video.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zEgQ-nz8a8c&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zEgQ-nz8a8c&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802544270145492445-2989104823763616383?l=managingmyhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://managingmyhome.blogspot.com/feeds/2989104823763616383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802544270145492445&amp;postID=2989104823763616383&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802544270145492445/posts/default/2989104823763616383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802544270145492445/posts/default/2989104823763616383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://managingmyhome.blogspot.com/2010/01/viewing-my-laundry-room-video.html' title='Viewing my laundry room video'/><author><name>Chris in FL--Joyful Mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721525071153767987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/THGIFMh55wI/AAAAAAAACKc/hGNCseBMcnU/S220/Photo+on+2010-08-22+at+16.07.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8802544270145492445.post-5719213661162771340</id><published>2010-01-06T12:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T13:32:14.784-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home order'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laundry'/><title type='text'>Tour of my laundry room</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've been tackling my laundry room lately.  What fun!! I've done a few new things to ease the clutter and make clothes management easier. Remember, laundry is one of those household chores which needs MAJOR CONTROL. So are you ready for this??? I am taking you on a very short tour of my laundry room today and have a few pictures of the projects. I've been good about keeping the laundry maintained which is a big change for me. So I guess I am feeling excited and wanted to share what I've done. :) LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If you have any tips to share please leave them with your comments. You know me.....I can always use tips. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/S0UAasjLFlI/AAAAAAAABQg/-eHMBo9wPSw/s1600-h/P1030661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/S0UAasjLFlI/AAAAAAAABQg/-eHMBo9wPSw/s400/P1030661.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423741784872916562" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/S0UAV6wCTbI/AAAAAAAABQY/3xBfTUKCfBk/s1600-h/P1030669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/S0UAV6wCTbI/AAAAAAAABQY/3xBfTUKCfBk/s400/P1030669.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423741702785617330" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/zEgQ-nz8a8c&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/zEgQ-nz8a8c&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802544270145492445-5719213661162771340?l=managingmyhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://managingmyhome.blogspot.com/feeds/5719213661162771340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802544270145492445&amp;postID=5719213661162771340&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802544270145492445/posts/default/5719213661162771340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802544270145492445/posts/default/5719213661162771340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://managingmyhome.blogspot.com/2010/01/tour-of-my-laundry-room.html' title='Tour of my laundry room'/><author><name>Chris in FL--Joyful Mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721525071153767987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/THGIFMh55wI/AAAAAAAACKc/hGNCseBMcnU/S220/Photo+on+2010-08-22+at+16.07.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/S0UAasjLFlI/AAAAAAAABQg/-eHMBo9wPSw/s72-c/P1030661.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8802544270145492445.post-7052247307168602313</id><published>2009-12-17T03:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T03:58:50.582-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schedules'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='routines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time management'/><title type='text'>My Routine for Today:  Part 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Monaco;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Part 4&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;Make sure you read Parts 1, 2, and 3 before this post.  Just scroll down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;After my part 3 update, I ended up staying on the computer way to long.  I checked on my emails again and had to reply back to a message sent so this took some time.  I forget exactly the time I got off the computer maybe around 5:00 pm.   Ephraim was still in his crib screaming "mommy, I wan out!" He takes long naps so this isn't unusual.  I pulled him out from the crib and gave him a snack then began to straighten up a bit.  I also folded a few more baskets of laundry.  My kitchen table was stacked with clothes.  While I was folding most of the kids were outside playing with friends and some were in and out.  I think there was one on the computer.  Since we only have one computer they seem to always argue as to who will go on next.  I need to go back to the time limits and computer time schedule.  It's been quite free lately.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;At around 6:00 pm Donnie gets home from work.  I am finishing up with the laundry.  I still have a few more baskets to wash and fold, to be completed today.  When daddy gets home the kids get very loud, asking Donnie all sorts of questions.  I started to reheat the meat we were going to eat and I already had put the rice on to cook.  Dinner was almost done, but Donnie was hungry so he ate some of the cold meat on a slice of bread.  The littles ones were asking for popcorn and apples.   I had to deny their request since we were about to eat.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;I asked Donnie if I could go to a bible study which started at 7:00 pm, but he said he would prefer if I stayed home since he was planning on doing some work.  As a good wife, I submitted to my husband and said "I will do what you want, honey."  I did want to go but knew I needed to stay to keep the kids our to Donnie's hair.  LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;It was around 6:30 when we sat down to eat.  Donnie immediately sat down at the computer desk to work away.  During meal times, the kids and I love talking and laughing, just like any other family probably does.  This is such a fun time for us.  We do lots of laughing!!  My oldest son is such a comedian.  We must have sat at the table for a good 30 minutes.  When dinner was over the little boys took off to play and the big kids started to clean up.  Justin has dishes in the evening, Moriah has counters, and Tsavah has floors.  Shiloh, clears and wipes the table.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;I made Ana a bottle, changed her into her night clothes, and laid her down.  The little boys needed baths so Tsavah gave Kole a bath without me asking.  I didn't bathe Ephraim.  I should have stuck him in the bath with Kole, but didn't.   We usually do baths after dinner (Donnie gives them) but last night I didn't want to bathe them all.  Oh well!!  I was feeling sort of out of it last night.  I don't know why?  I just wanted everyone in their night clothes and in bed.  So I told the little people to put on their night clothes and get ready for bed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;I don't even remember the times.  I wasn't paying attention to the clock last night.  I am guessing it was around 9:00 pm when Donnie calls all of us to pray and worship time as a family.  We do this almost every night before bed.  Anyway, before this the kids had been playing and I am guessing Justin was still cleaning the kitchen.  I don't really know because I had gone to my room and laid on the bed in my pjs reading my bible and dozing off.  I doubt it took Justin that long to clean up the kitchen.  I am guessing the older kids were playing around also.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;After family worship time we tuck everyone in and I went straight to bed.  It wasn't too long before I dozed off.  By this time the clock in my room said 10 pm.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;Ok, so this was a sample of my unorganized, spontaneous day.  Yes, there are so many more things I would love to accomplish but this is usually the norm.  Nothing out of the ordinary happened and nothing extra was accomplished.  This is why I get frustrated with myself sometimes or rather, this season.  But then again it is just a season!  And in all of this, I remain happy for the most part.  Oh, and most of the time the kids and I talk alot! LOL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;If after reading this you have any suggestions or ideas please leave a comment or email me.  I would love any input. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;Okay gotta run,  I woke up late this morning at around 6:30 am  that is late compared to my 4:30 am goal.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802544270145492445-7052247307168602313?l=managingmyhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://managingmyhome.blogspot.com/feeds/7052247307168602313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802544270145492445&amp;postID=7052247307168602313&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802544270145492445/posts/default/7052247307168602313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802544270145492445/posts/default/7052247307168602313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://managingmyhome.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-routine-for-today-part-4.html' title='My Routine for Today:  Part 4'/><author><name>Chris in FL--Joyful Mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721525071153767987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/THGIFMh55wI/AAAAAAAACKc/hGNCseBMcnU/S220/Photo+on+2010-08-22+at+16.07.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8802544270145492445.post-626032535397023710</id><published>2009-12-16T11:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T13:46:35.953-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schedules'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='routines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time management'/><title type='text'>My Routine for Today:  Part 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco, serif;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco, serif;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Part 3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco, serif;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;Make sure you read parts 1 and 2 of these posts.....just scroll down!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;Hey I'm back.  LOL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;Ok it's the afternoon now. Are you wondering how my day is going?  Oh no brace yourselves, because I feel like I haven't been very productive.  But then again maybe everything I have done has been worthwhile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;At 10:30 I sat down with Shiloh and taught him his school work.  He still needs me to sit with him.  We learned for about an hour.  During this time, I also helped some other children who had questions with work,  cut some apples for snack, spanked a few bottoms (the yelling at home needs to stope....ahhhhhhh!!!), listened the Algebra DVD with my son (so if he had questions, I can help him answer), gave a spelling test.  Yep, all this went on while supposedly teaching JUST Shiloh.  LOL  I gotta laugh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;At around 11:30 or so I went on the computer to check some email and then got caught in you would never guess where?  FACEBOOK!  I haven't been on there for days!  A friend in need posted a message and needed to read so that is why I came on.  Then I saw a comment from another friend who I haven't heard from since her moving away, so I had to go on her page and check out some of her updates.  UGH!!  Do you see where I can get distracted with my home management!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;At around 11:45, when I finally realized I was caught up in a Facebook trance and had to get back to my routine.   I then became conscious of the fact that I needed to run to the store and get milk.  We were out and needed bread for the sandwiches.  Good thing my grocery store is not too far.  But I still felt that was way to long and would take so much time to drive there, park, walk in, grab a buggy, etc...  So, I went to the gas station down the road and spent two extra bucks for the milk and bread...... I know.......  I refused to drive a long distance to save time. Oh well!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;During my 5 minute drive to the gas station, I called my friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sweetkarafaith.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt; Nancy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt; to make sure she is doing ok.  Nancy is my friend who is having a difficult pregnancy.  Click on her name to see her blog. Anyway, I need to call her to check in.  Can you believe we ended up talking for about an hour.  Whoa!!  I know!  So I had driven to the gas station, grabbed my milk and bread, jumped in the van and drove home while still talking on the phone....blah, blah, blah!  On and on!  I didn't even walk into the house while I talked.  The kids by then were preparing their own lunches.....The older kids that is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;I came in at around 1:00 pm and made PBJ sandwiches for the little guys.  I made one for myself, sat down and opened my bible.  Read some scriptures and then I had questions to the Lord.  Ask Him in my mind and vocally when I went to the bathroom.  I went online and looked up the same scriptures and read some commentary.  Again, I was off routine doing a bible study again.  You would think I would have saved it till the next day during my morning bible.  Nope!  I am spontaneous like this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;By 2:00 pm I cleaned up Ephraim and laid him down for his nap.  I then put in another load of laundry, and I still have not folded any article of clothing.  Yikes!  The baskets are multiplying!  I am in a blank right now with what I have done.  I know there was more I did but can't remember.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;At around 3:00 to 4:00 finished teaching math and read with Shiloh.  Then sat with Galen and did a few books.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;Now it is about 4:15 pm and I am sitting here typing this post.  I know this has taken lots of my time but I wanted to give you a taste of what my days are like.  If I wasn't posting I would be doing something else like maybe more schooling or folding laundry.  I don't know what I would be doing.  Maybe this is helping me to see that I need to set more goals or write down a to do list.  I think this is what I will do then.  :)  Write the to do list!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;Have you found that a to do check list works best for you?  And do you make one everyday, like writing a fresh list of task for each day?   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;I have planned to reheat leftover today.  I had made a large roast of meat in the crock pot last night where I used the meat for burritos.  It was yummy and thank God we have left overs.  Saves me from cooking.  The kids and Donnie have youth group tonight (Donnie teaches the middle school kids at church) so I know this will put them out of the house by 6:00 or so.  I best get moving.  Lots of laundry to fold and clean up a bit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;The kids are outside playing with friends and Ana is crawling all over the place.  Tomorrow, our first day of Hanukkah begins and if you are interested reading up on this check my other blog Joyful Mother these next few days for updates.  We usually celebrate 8 days before Christmas with our last day being Christmas Eve!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;Ta DA alllll!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;BTW....if there are any typos....sorry, I didn't proofread!  Not much time for that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802544270145492445-626032535397023710?l=managingmyhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://managingmyhome.blogspot.com/feeds/626032535397023710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802544270145492445&amp;postID=626032535397023710&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802544270145492445/posts/default/626032535397023710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802544270145492445/posts/default/626032535397023710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://managingmyhome.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-routine-for-today-part-3.html' title='My Routine for Today:  Part 3'/><author><name>Chris in FL--Joyful Mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721525071153767987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/THGIFMh55wI/AAAAAAAACKc/hGNCseBMcnU/S220/Photo+on+2010-08-22+at+16.07.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8802544270145492445.post-1971815943275123490</id><published>2009-12-16T07:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T13:32:31.700-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schedules'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='routines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time management'/><title type='text'>My Routine for Today:  Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco, serif;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco, serif;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Part 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco, serif;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;   Make sure you read Part 1 fist!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  color: rgb(51, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;It is now about 10 am and this is what has happened since ending my posting time at around 7:30 this morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;Talked to my husband for about an hour.  During this time Ana woke up and she hung out with us as we talked.  This isn't part of my routine, so I never know when it will happen.  There are many times Donnie and I don't get to talk in the evening so we make up for it in the morning hours.  It usually happens when he is getting ready for work.  This morning he ironed his shirt so this saved me some time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;After our conversation at around 8:30 am, I made Ana a bottle and changed her diaper.  The kids sat down for the breakfast Moriah made....Peach Crumble....she saved me a piece.  I am looking forward to eating this soon with a cup of coffee. mmmmmm good!  During the kids breakfast time, I got dressed, made my bed, picked up my room, and put away some laundry that was sitting in a basket.  Donnie walks in during this time and asks if I can pluck his eyebrows.  LOL  I know!  He usually does this on his own.  I told him he needs to wax.  LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;After tending to my honey love, I dressed Ephraim and changed his diaper.  Immediately after this I heard crying and fighting.  Yep, our first sibling feud took place at around 9:15 am.  One of the brothers hit his sister with a nerf gun dart.  Boy oh boy!  Then I had to ask the questions..."What happened?  Why did you do this?  How hurt are you?  Give me the gun!  Ok, no more of this!"  I check to see how bad it was and sister ran off to her bedroom.  Yep it was one of the girls!  She is fine.  She woke up with a chip on her shoulder this morning.  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;After the dispute, I proceeded with my morning of putting a load of laundry in and then getting the older kids settled down for their bible study.  This morning they did a study on "God's love through You".  PERFECT!  For what just took place 10 minutes before....LOL  :)  During their bible study, I loaded the dishwasher and scrubbed some pots.  I enjoyed this time of dishes while listening to this series.  Some great truths of loving others was taught.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;During this time, the little boys were playing with each other....some play inside and some outside.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;Now it's about 10:15 am and I am about to corral everyone in to start school.  I will probably check the laundry and fold a basket full.  I am a bit behind this week, so trying to catch up.  I will also change the baby and lay her down for her morning nap.  Of I go and I will post in a few hours when I feel led.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;Blessings to you all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802544270145492445-1971815943275123490?l=managingmyhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://managingmyhome.blogspot.com/feeds/1971815943275123490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802544270145492445&amp;postID=1971815943275123490&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802544270145492445/posts/default/1971815943275123490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802544270145492445/posts/default/1971815943275123490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://managingmyhome.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-t-is-now-about-10-am-and-this-is-what.html' title='My Routine for Today:  Part 2'/><author><name>Chris in FL--Joyful Mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721525071153767987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/THGIFMh55wI/AAAAAAAACKc/hGNCseBMcnU/S220/Photo+on+2010-08-22+at+16.07.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8802544270145492445.post-1215954246538665963</id><published>2009-12-16T04:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T13:33:39.650-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schedules'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='routines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time management'/><title type='text'>My Routine for Today:  Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Monaco;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Part 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For this week's post, I thought of jotting down the course of my day.  Yes, all the good and ugly will be posted.  Maybe it will keep me a bit accountable.  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Monaco;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Monaco;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;Today is a Wednesday.  I had a decent night sleep last night and my alarm clock went off at about 4:30 am.  Did I wake up with a smile on my face?  No!  I hit snooze until about 5:00 am.  I woke up thinking about the word of God.  Yeah, this is how the Lord gets me stirred up to actually wake up.  I start thinking of waking and then scriptures come to mind.  I then feel encouraged enough to wake up and seek those scriptures out.  Thank you Lord for being the best alarm clock ever!  :)  If I ignore it...He quits waking me and then I have weird dreams.  Yeah, I know, It's strange. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Monaco;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Monaco;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;Anyway, I woke up at around 5 am and just sat on my couch with my two bibles in hand (KJV and NKJV).  The quiet of the morning was so so nice.  I love my mornings! I took snooze a bit and then I prayed a little.  But most of time the Lord just spoketo me in my heart and yes, I speak to him with my thoughts.  You know what I'm saying?  I am thinking and through these thoughts I commune with the Lord.  I do this and speak with my actual voice also.  Does this sound strange?  Oh, I hope not. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Monaco;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Monaco;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;I flipped my bible over to Titus and started to read but the Lord told me He wanted to talk.  I knew in my heart that if I tried reading the bible I wouldn't really get anything.  I know that sounds rather odd but when the Lord wants to "talk" you know it's best to listen.  He talked to me about things that have been bothering me in my heart.  I realized I wasn't having faith.  Which then turned into a conversation about knowing Him and I wondered or rather asked Him how many people actually even understand who He really is.  Interesting conversation I had with the Lord this morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Monaco;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Monaco;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;At 5:30 I made myself coffee and breakfast and tuned into my favorite bible study.  I do this online.  I listen for about 45 minutes.  Today the topic of study was called "Self-Centeredness the Root of all Grief".  Ouch!  Yep, I was convicted.  I realized a lot of the issues I've been dealing with have been related to pride.  If you met me you wouldn't think that it was so.  When I mean by "pride", I don't mean I am better than everyone else.  Pride is simply being self-centered.  Focused to much on "ME" and my issues or my problems or my house and how it isn't this or that.  You get my drift? Oh read Proverbs 13:10, it says....ONLY pride is the source of contentions, etc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Monaco;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Monaco;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;At 6:30 I went online and checked my emails and my blog comments.  Went on a few blogs and made a few comments.  Oh, back track at bit.....I woke Moriah up since she makes breakfast for everyone in the morning.  SO, so thankful for this!  The ugly part of this morning was Moriah and I got into it a bit.  I was typing this very post and she comes to me and wants to check something out on our one computer and I get upset because she is taking "MY" time away from posting.  LOL.  Here is the prideful me getting in the way.  She was upset at me and of course I said "You shouldn't speak to your mother this way.  You know this is my time!"  I know, I was nasty. :(  I'm ashamed to say.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Monaco;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Monaco;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;Just now she came up to me and said she was very sorry for acting the way she did and I apologized also.  It is 7:30 am  This is all I will post as of now because my husband is starting to wonder when I am going to get off this computer and tend to the house.  The other kiddos are going to start waking soon and I need to get lots done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Monaco;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Monaco;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;My goals for this morning up till lunch:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Monaco;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Monaco;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;get dressed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Monaco;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;clean up my bedroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Monaco;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;vaccum bedroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Monaco;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;feed baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Monaco;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;dress baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Monaco;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;get the little boys dressed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Monaco;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;Put a load of laundry in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Monaco;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;fold some laundry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Monaco;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;Most likely iron my hubby's shirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Monaco;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;clean up the kitchen mess (since Moriah cooks, I told her I will clean up)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Monaco;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;teach &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Monaco;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Monaco;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;This should take me up to lunch.  I will try to update later today on my day.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Monaco;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Monaco;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;So enjoy your morning!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Monaco;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:18px;"&gt;Chris &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802544270145492445-1215954246538665963?l=managingmyhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://managingmyhome.blogspot.com/feeds/1215954246538665963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802544270145492445&amp;postID=1215954246538665963&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802544270145492445/posts/default/1215954246538665963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802544270145492445/posts/default/1215954246538665963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://managingmyhome.blogspot.com/2009/12/for-this-weeks-post-i-thought-of.html' title='My Routine for Today:  Part 1'/><author><name>Chris in FL--Joyful Mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721525071153767987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/THGIFMh55wI/AAAAAAAACKc/hGNCseBMcnU/S220/Photo+on+2010-08-22+at+16.07.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8802544270145492445.post-6888724904834081720</id><published>2009-12-03T09:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T12:22:17.079-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='overwhelmed'/><title type='text'>Focusing to much on my faults</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Apple Symbols';font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&gt;I realized yesterday as I walked through my house that I have been focused on the flaws of my daily life.   This has been bringing me down in my heart as far as my abilities as a homemaker.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Apple Symbols';font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&gt;Yes, managing my home is a daily challenge.  I feel at times it is the hardest thing I am currently doing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Apple Symbols';font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Apple Symbols';font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&gt;I am a visionary and have no problem laying out my ideal plan.  The problem lies in actually taking action in my plan.  I don't know how to go about solving the problems.  I don't know how to take the first step in fulfilling my goals.  Yes, I've made lists, schedules, organizing lists, etc.... but I just get so overwhelmed in the thought of "Where do I begin". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Apple Symbols';font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Apple Symbols';font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&gt;I walk throughout my home grumbling about this or that and why this isn't happening or why I can't figure this whole thing out.  I then start snapping at the children and blame them for not being obedient or making a mess ALL THE TIME, all day long.   I really become an outright "ugly" person.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Apple Symbols';font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Apple Symbols';font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&gt;But thanks be to God, for His love and forgiveness and when I walk in the knowledge of His abundant love for my life I manage to figure some things out through the Holy Spirit.  But still....I am not even close to where I want to be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Apple Symbols';font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Apple Symbols';font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&gt;I then look at the season of life I am in.  I have lots of little children running around everywhere and have a baby who is at my every beck and call.  Much of my time is spent just maintaining and this is what frustrates me.  When I look at the bigger picture (on my good days...LOL) I can honestly say "This is a season. This will soon pass."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Apple Symbols';font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Apple Symbols';font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&gt;I can't beat myself up about having a messy house almost 24 hours a day, dirty clothes which multiplies (I turn around and they're back in the dirty clothes again.  How does that happen?), Dirty dishes love hanging out in the sink for some reason, and why are my kids always arguing with each other. It can be so hard to be a mom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Apple Symbols';font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Apple Symbols';font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&gt;After all my focus on the negatives, the Lord told me to outright stop looking and magnifying the negative and look at the positive of what is going on.  I need to not walk in condemnation, but look at everything through the eyes of love, gratitude, grace, and mercy.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Apple Symbols';font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Apple Symbols';font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&gt;So what if my walls have cracks in them or my furniture doesn't match. Thank you Jesus for a home and furniture to sit on!  So what if my yard has toys that weren't put away and have been sitting there for weeks now. Thank you Lord for a yard my children can play in!  So what if my grout in my shower is growing mold (yeah, yuck).  Thank you Lord for a place I can shower!! So what.....but THANK YOU LORD!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Apple Symbols';font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Apple Symbols';font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&gt;When I say "So What!!", it isn't that I don't care.  The Lord said I do love and care for my home but I need to become aware that this is a season in my life and to not beat myself up about my mess ups.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Apple Symbols';font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Apple Symbols';font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&gt;I am thankful that in my ugliness of flesh the Spirit of God within me can bring peace to my heart and tell me that I am truly a Joyful Mother and do have things together (even when I don't see it right away)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802544270145492445-6888724904834081720?l=managingmyhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://managingmyhome.blogspot.com/feeds/6888724904834081720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802544270145492445&amp;postID=6888724904834081720&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802544270145492445/posts/default/6888724904834081720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802544270145492445/posts/default/6888724904834081720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://managingmyhome.blogspot.com/2009/12/focusing-to-much-on-my-faults.html' title='Focusing to much on my faults'/><author><name>Chris in FL--Joyful Mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721525071153767987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/THGIFMh55wI/AAAAAAAACKc/hGNCseBMcnU/S220/Photo+on+2010-08-22+at+16.07.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8802544270145492445.post-4241663278180203188</id><published>2009-11-24T08:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T20:34:43.490-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desires'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother'/><title type='text'>What are the Desires of your Heart?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt; wasn't sure what I was going to title this post.  I thought of a few titles: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;"Called to be a Mom"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;"Seasons of Life" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;"Your Identity in Christ" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;I guess all these titles sum up what is on my heart today and has been for quite a few years.  The Lord has brought it more into perspective the past few months.  I've been meditating on a few scriptures lately.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;One is Romans 12:1-2 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NKJV-28243" style="line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330099;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330099;"&gt; I beseech you therefore, brethren, by the mercies of God, that you present your bodies a living sacrifice, holy, acceptable to God, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330099;"&gt;which is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330099;"&gt; your reasonable service. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NKJV-28244" style="line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330099;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330099;"&gt; And do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind, that you may prove what &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330099;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330099;"&gt; that good and acceptable and perfect will of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Another is Psalm 37:4&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NKJV-14455"  style=" line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top; font-size:0.65em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Delight yourself also in the LORD,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Rockwell;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;And He shall give you th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;e desires of your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Rockwell, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;How do these scriptures speak to me?  First, to become that living sacrifice is to empty yourself of all desires that you may have or think you have that you might think are from the Lord.  I'm not saying that desires you have had since youth are not from the Lord but sometimes they are not who God has called you to be.  We may think it is, but how are we going to be certain? Thus, this is where the empting out of all our desires comes into play.  Yes, ALL desires!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The second scripture speaks loudly to my heart and spirit.   I never have seen this scripture as such.  I have always believed that when we delight in the Lord He will give us our desires we already have.  Desires could be a large family, to stay at home mom, to homeschool, to work, to pursue a certain job or profession, to marry a certain young man, or to even marry at all.  These are to just name a few.   I know these are a few of desires that are usually in a heart of a woman of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The way God has revealed this scripture ties into the way I view Romans 12:  When we empty ourselves to become a living sacrifice for the Lord and willing to give our whole being unto Him for His purpose, we then are delighting in the Lord.  We are allowing Him permission to fill us up with His desires, not our own!!   He now has an empty vessel to fill; To make us into whom He wants us to become.  In this place we find our identity in Christ.  By allowing this we then are not Christians who look the same, act the same, and dress the same.  We are not following a sect of people, a doctrine, a belief, etc.... but we are following the Lord for who He wants us to become in this life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;div class="result-text-style-normal"  style=" ;font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I find such freedom in this truth.   This also reminds me of the ever so popular scripture regarding our children...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Proverbs 22:6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NKJV-17022"  style=" line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top; font-size:0.65em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Train up a child in the way he should go, And when he is old he will not depart from it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I teach this to my children.  What attracted me to homeschooling was the thought of "training" my children in the purpose that God had for them.  Training them up in the callings and giftings of the Lord.  As my children are getting older and becoming more aware of their relationship with the Lord, I daily encourage them to seek the Lord so He can tell them what He has created them to become.  By seeking Him and delighting in the Lord, He will fill their hearts with desires.  I find such joy to know that maybe God might call some of my children not to marry and devote their whole life to missions or the works of God (even though my mother's heart would say "I want grandchildren!"  Yes, maybe one of them might be a daughter or son who has been given a delight to stay single and not marry, but give them a heart and life completely to the Lord.  A daughter's work might not be in the home, but thousands of miles away in a remote village in Africa caring for orphans or teaching high school students the word of God.   Yes, this brings me great delight!!  You know why?  Because I know they would be doing the Lord's perfect will. This is my desire for my husband and I, and for all our children.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;When we come to the Lord, we naturally come with our agendas (desires) already.  Some of those desires may be God given and will become stronger as we delight in Him.  Then there are those desires that may soon be something of the past.  These same desires will supernaturally disappear without us even realizing it.  These can then be seen as "seasons of life"  And yes, there are times when God calls us to do something and that season comes to an end.  It happens to many of us in life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;It excites me to become aware of the fact that God may have new desires for us and those longings we thought we had might not be God's purpose for our lives.  This is another way to be led by the Spirit of God.  He leads us by giving us desires, and giving us peace in the midst of those desires.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;There are many Christians who jump from job to job; activity to activity; town to town and not understanding where they belong or where God is calling them to be or who He wants them to be.  I know because I was one of these Christians.  Yes, I "sought" the Lord but never emptied myself completely to allow God and His will to take shape and mold me.  I guess I can say I was led by doctrines, movements and what have you, thinking that maybe if I did this or didn't do that I was doing what God wanted me to do.  And yes, there were also those seasons of life....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;In some seasons I was led by the flesh and not by the Spirit of the Lord.  I was following man or someone else's "word of the Lord" and not really seeking God for His ways.  Yes, there are many out there who are following a "way of life" or a doctrine, and maybe thinking that is the "way" to the Lord or that is what God wants them to do.  Maybe it might make them look more "godly" in the way they act, look, dress, way they worship, how they educate their children, how many kids they have or should have, I can go on....but you get what I'm saying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;My heart is not to put anyone down for what God has called them to do.  I am just passionate for mothers, teens, and all families to empty themselves out of what they see around them (yes, even in the Church or christian circles/community) and delight in the Lord and allow His perfect will to take shape.  We are not all called to be the same in the Kingdom of God and this is what the world needs to see.  That God has a perfect will for each of our lives!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Lastly, when we are doing God's perfect will there is a peace, joy, love, our needs and wants our supplied, health (no stresses or frustrations in His will), and all good things.  And do you know what life Eternal is (John 17:3).....To KNOW the Father, and the Son who He sent!!  To know Him!!  When we know Him, we then walk in the fullness of His will for our lives.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I will end it here because I am ever so passionate in finding God's perfect will and could keep typing about this important subject!  I encourage you to do the same--Delight yourself in the Lord and He will give you the desires of your heart!!  He will not disappoint you!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Blessings, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Chris &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Rockwell, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Rockwell, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#CC0000;"&gt;PS:  Sorry about the typos and grammar errors.   I just read this again and found more....oh well.  Not going to fix them.  :)  I know you still love me.  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802544270145492445-4241663278180203188?l=managingmyhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://managingmyhome.blogspot.com/feeds/4241663278180203188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802544270145492445&amp;postID=4241663278180203188&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802544270145492445/posts/default/4241663278180203188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802544270145492445/posts/default/4241663278180203188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://managingmyhome.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-are-desires-of-your-heart.html' title='What are the Desires of your Heart?'/><author><name>Chris in FL--Joyful Mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721525071153767987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/THGIFMh55wI/AAAAAAAACKc/hGNCseBMcnU/S220/Photo+on+2010-08-22+at+16.07.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8802544270145492445.post-7742492076958834668</id><published>2009-11-06T07:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T08:33:09.084-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home order'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Discouragement vs. Blessing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I know I am not the only one in life who feels discouraged at least once per week.   Here is what goes through my mind during those times......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.   I feel like my house is always a WRECK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.  Laundry never is caught up.  There is always some sort of growing pile in my laundry room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.  I have no time to do "projects"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.  Am I doing enough for the kids schooling?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.  I hardly play with the little ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6.  Why do I get so distracted?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7.  When do I get MY time!!!???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, not to bum you out or myself,  let me list those things that are positive....on the days I am feeling good  and my reality of my life :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.   I love my quiet time with the Lord&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.   I love talking to my kids about the Lord and life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.   I love laughing and hanging with my older kids. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.   I am so blessed to have such beautiful, wonderful, caring, loving, children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.   My kids are healthy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6.   My husband loves me so much and never once complains that the laundry is not done or &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;serving sandwiches for dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7.   I have such great friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8.   I have a great church.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9.   I am growing in the Lord with leaps and bounds.  I 'FEEL' it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. With homeschooling I get to mold the children and train them up in their gift and callings.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could go on!!  But I'll stop right here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess, when I am feeling bummed a bit, I need to list those good things in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a side note:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My good friend has been coming over and helping me organize.  It is so wonderful to have her come and bless me like this.  We've been working in my kitchen.  She spends a couple of hours with me.  We chat and organize.  HOW FUN IS THAT!!??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some of my cabinets we tackled last week.  I love opening up my cabinets and actually finding my salt, chili powder, and other spices.  So now I don't have my meds and oregano right next to each other.  ha ha ha!!  Yeah, it was bad.  I am a bit ashamed.  :(  These are the areas I would just ignore and tell myself "I'll get to it when I have some time to spare."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I don't have any before pictures just after.  I know my cabinets look somewhat bare, I have to shop this week.  These cabinets are only for those foods I need for the week.  I have a large shelf where I store stockpile canned goods and other foods.  Actually this shelf is bare also.  Yep, when the budget is tight you can't stockpile much.  :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/SvRKaz_LI3I/AAAAAAAABI8/LbIdzKrpIGo/s1600-h/P1020453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/SvRKaz_LI3I/AAAAAAAABI8/LbIdzKrpIGo/s400/P1020453.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401023677616300914" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(Top shelf-pasta noodles, middle-pasta sauce, rice, drink mixes; lower-my baby goods)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/SvRLMvo6isI/AAAAAAAABJM/87qko3Rm0MA/s1600-h/P1020452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/SvRLMvo6isI/AAAAAAAABJM/87qko3Rm0MA/s400/P1020452.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401024535442655938" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(Top shelf- extra goods; middle-canned goods; lower-peanut butter, daily lunch stuff)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/SvRJJO-s01I/AAAAAAAABI0/YwF4RMqdMgs/s1600-h/P1020335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/SvRJJO-s01I/AAAAAAAABI0/YwF4RMqdMgs/s400/P1020335.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401022276112798546" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(Top shelf-Misc and some stock pile; middle-beans, packet spices; lower-non daily spices)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/SvRI_daj2ZI/AAAAAAAABIs/2VVjbAHOIzY/s1600-h/P1020336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/SvRI_daj2ZI/AAAAAAAABIs/2VVjbAHOIzY/s400/P1020336.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401022108189055378" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(Top shelf my meds, middle -my baking ingredients, lower- my daily spices)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Just got a call from my friend and she says she is going to look for more storage containers for me.  Isn't she such a blessing.  Thank You Lord for awesome friends!!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Have a wonderful week!!  Love you guys :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Chris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802544270145492445-7742492076958834668?l=managingmyhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://managingmyhome.blogspot.com/feeds/7742492076958834668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802544270145492445&amp;postID=7742492076958834668&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802544270145492445/posts/default/7742492076958834668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802544270145492445/posts/default/7742492076958834668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://managingmyhome.blogspot.com/2009/11/discouragement-vs-blessing.html' title='Discouragement vs. Blessing'/><author><name>Chris in FL--Joyful Mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721525071153767987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/THGIFMh55wI/AAAAAAAACKc/hGNCseBMcnU/S220/Photo+on+2010-08-22+at+16.07.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/SvRKaz_LI3I/AAAAAAAABI8/LbIdzKrpIGo/s72-c/P1020453.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8802544270145492445.post-3336063585359502188</id><published>2009-10-29T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T19:35:20.708-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='overwhelmed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meals'/><title type='text'>Grocery Shopping and Meal Prep has become a Joy!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Do you want to meet a mother of eight children who has no earthly idea how to grocery shop and prep good meals?  You have come to the right place.  It's me!!!   Aren't you glad you came by to visit my home today? Oh, golly geee...I know you are....you can't stop loving me and my flaws.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/SupKgMFzb6I/AAAAAAAABIc/rHDvj8j5gXI/s1600-h/daddio+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/SupKgMFzb6I/AAAAAAAABIc/rHDvj8j5gXI/s400/daddio+053.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398209020218797986" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These flaws are transparent.   I am exposing them in hopes of later reading this blog in a few years, or maybe a few months down the road when I have been completely transformed into.....Ta Da....Martha Stewart!!   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/SupJYXKD04I/AAAAAAAABIM/ef5WSGO12r8/s1600-h/martha-stewart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/SupJYXKD04I/AAAAAAAABIM/ef5WSGO12r8/s400/martha-stewart.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398207786238858114" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No.....wait.....hmmmmm.......Better Yet.....Rachel Ray....!!!   Yeah, she is way more prettier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/SupJvx9DV_I/AAAAAAAABIU/PJPBGEHuAag/s1600-h/ask_rach-glam_kitchen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/SupJvx9DV_I/AAAAAAAABIU/PJPBGEHuAag/s400/ask_rach-glam_kitchen.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398208188569049074" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 357px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not that I think Martha is ugly...she looks awesome for a woman her age.  I really do like her voice.  I sort of want to be soft spoken like her.......ok, why on earth am I day dreaming of becoming like Martha Stewart.....HELLO......SOMEONE JUST SLAP ME WITH A FRYING PAN!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take a walk down memory lane with your good friend Chris.  I will show you how my grocery shopping days have looked like.   Oh no Must I expose this disturbing truth?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OOOOOOkkkkkkkaaaaayyyyyyyy.........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here I am waking up and thinking...."hmmmmm.....we have no food....yep, grocery shopping day is today and I don't have one iota what I am going to make tonight or better yet for the rest of this week.   I call my hubby and ask him "Hey babe, what is our grocery budget for the next few weeks"   He gives me a total and think "Ok, I think I can work with this"....then praying to God for wisdom.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I am off to "plan".   I stand in front of my stove,  look up at my cookbooks, ponder....should I, shouldn't I, should I ..... use those cookbooks.  Nah!!   Better idea....the computer has plenty of recipes for me to pull from.  I click on my emails read some mail that came in, return some mail, check some blogs......oooops... I'm supposed to be making a menu.  Yikes!!  I blew it again.... slap, slap, and slap again.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I then go on to one of those recipes sites, like recipezaar.  I click on some and surf around for the perfect meals.  I really don't want to make tacos and spaghetti again....please no!!!  I want to show my family I can COOK!   After a couple hours of searching, I am utterly exhausted and my eye balls are absolutely, cherry red from staring at the screen for two hours.  I look down at my list of meals and think "Now I have to make the grocery list.  Yuck!!"   I take 30 minutes to make the list.  I know, way to long!!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, that's done.  Oh, wait....I have to save some money, so I pull and clip coupons.  By this time, I have spent almost three or so hours just planning for my meals for the next few weeks.  I'm sure it will get better, once I get to the store. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Off I go....with a few kids in tow.   I drive by my regular Grocery store that is 5 minutes from home, but decide to drive 30 minutes to Super Walmart!!  Brilliant!!   Remember.....I WANT TO SAVE MONEY!!!   I arrive at Walmart and start my shopping.   Three long hours with two carts later I finally come to check out.  I'm worn out, my kids are worn out and now we need something to eat because we are starving.  I then spend 15 bucks at Mc Donalds.  ha ha ha.....so much for saving money at Walmart.....ha ha ha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once I get home it's time to unload the van...thank God for children who don't mind helping. We get the groceries pulled out of the bags and now I have to figure out where to put them.  What a trip!!  This is why I loathe grocery shopping.  I don't know how to do it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So to say all this.  A few weeks ago, I was not looking forward to my next shopping trip and I decided to join &lt;a href="http://www.e-mealz.com/"&gt;e-mealz.com&lt;/a&gt;  What do I have to loose!!!   For $5 a month I get 7 recipes, and a grocery list to my store that is just 5 minutes down the road.  The meals are all planned around the sales the store is having for the week.  Yes, I spend a little more than what they say because I have to feed 10 of us.  So, I add the extra money......but you know what?????  It is so worth it and I am enjoying meal times.  And yes, shopping too.  Even though this past week, I felt like I spent a bit to much time there.  Oh well....I'm learning!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like I am doing something really good for our family.  Meal times are so important to me and I feel like I was failing miserably in this area.  Even though I'm not using my creative juices to "invent" meals or what have you, but at least I'm happy, and in turn makes everyone else happy.    Plus,  they look forward to sitting down and eating.   I even ask the kids to pick a meal from the menu as to what they want to eat that night.   Thus far.....100% of the meals have been so yummy!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And best of all.....I am learning how to cook.  Yay!!!   I was telling my husband that this is like discipleship in cooking.  I have something to bounce from.  I am learning and we are all happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soooooo.....If you sometimes struggle with meal time....I Highly recommend....&lt;a href="http://www.e-mealz.com"&gt;e-mealz&lt;/a&gt;!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/SupF8CAMLQI/AAAAAAAABH8/_DGkgk9yf5g/s400/new_logo.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398204000989097218" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 378px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802544270145492445-3336063585359502188?l=managingmyhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://managingmyhome.blogspot.com/feeds/3336063585359502188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802544270145492445&amp;postID=3336063585359502188&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802544270145492445/posts/default/3336063585359502188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802544270145492445/posts/default/3336063585359502188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://managingmyhome.blogspot.com/2009/10/grocery-shopping-and-meal-prep-has.html' title='Grocery Shopping and Meal Prep has become a Joy!!'/><author><name>Chris in FL--Joyful Mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721525071153767987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/THGIFMh55wI/AAAAAAAACKc/hGNCseBMcnU/S220/Photo+on+2010-08-22+at+16.07.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/SupKgMFzb6I/AAAAAAAABIc/rHDvj8j5gXI/s72-c/daddio+053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8802544270145492445.post-4332040710286097875</id><published>2009-10-21T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T11:07:20.772-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='overwhelmed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Purpose for the blog'/><title type='text'>Taking Time to Sit at His Feet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Believe me...I am getting better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might ask....what are you talking about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am talking about my diligence in managing this large family of mine.  Boy, it can be hard work.  I tend to sometimes shut in and try to DO IT ALL myself.  I then walk around grumpy because NO ONE IS HELPING.  Hello?  Of course no one is helping because I haven't asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY DO I HAVE TO ASK?  DON'T THEY SEE HOW HARD I'M WORKING!!  THEY SHOULD KNOW BETTER?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are my daily mind struggles.  I know for some of you this might be so easy to handle.  Truly.... I can now relate..... just a bit to how my mother might have felt.  She rarely asked us to help and then she would walk around grumpy and YELLING at us for not helping.  You know what?  I tend to do the same.  I remember refusing to be like my "mother".  I REFUSED to manage the home like her.  Don't get me wrong, I love my mom :)  She just didn't know how to teach us to do basic housekeeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find myself doing the same thing.  Yes, I have dusted my CHORE PACKS off for the millionth time!  Yes, I have the kids help!!  But I tend to not be consistent.  I KNOW!  I KNOW! I KNOW!  CONSISTENCY is a MUST.   But why do I keep stumbling.  LORD HELP!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys, I hate to be so negative but I am just sharing my struggles as a mom.  I have read the books, I have done the chore charts, I have read almost everything that is out there.!!  I think I have some deeper issues to deal with.  :(  Oh, boy....now I have to do some deep soul searching LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the Lord in His great mercy is sitting on my couch just watching me walking around unorganized and not knowing where to begin.  He probably has a smile on His face and just waiting for me to come to Him and let Him give me the answers I've been searching for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lord, I've been to you so many times.  Why can't I get it!!  What is the deal with me! I need to obey, I know!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't allowed the Lord to really minister to me in this area.  It's like you have a child that you obviously know needs to be taught in say cooking,  and when you instruct him or her, they are not really receiving all your instructions.  They are so quick to get up and go.  Well.....this is me!!  Yep, I will sit at His feet about this issue for so long (a few minutes) and not allow Him to minister to me completely.  I get up and go before He is finished instructing me.  Do you see the picture I am trying to paint?  So when this "child" tries to make the meal, they mess up the recipe and then comes crying because they "messed it all up".   Reality is that they didn't mess it ALL UP, they just added that extra cup of sugar or forgot to put in the egg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to take the time to sit at His feet and have Him minister to me.  As I am typing this, I'm thinking "When am I going to have the time to do this."  Ooops!!  Instead of typing on this blog, I guess I should have been with the Lord.  Actually, typing this out has helped me see my problem.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/St9NZqbgSgI/AAAAAAAABGs/tgKxAUFPMBc/s1600-h/ArtBook__036_036__JesusAndTheSamaritanWoman_Sm___.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/St9NZqbgSgI/AAAAAAAABGs/tgKxAUFPMBc/s400/ArtBook__036_036__JesusAndTheSamaritanWoman_Sm___.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395115981894863362" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 333px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for hanging in with me and following my life  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Ya,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802544270145492445-4332040710286097875?l=managingmyhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://managingmyhome.blogspot.com/feeds/4332040710286097875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802544270145492445&amp;postID=4332040710286097875&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802544270145492445/posts/default/4332040710286097875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802544270145492445/posts/default/4332040710286097875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://managingmyhome.blogspot.com/2009/10/two-steps-forward-one-step-back.html' title='Taking Time to Sit at His Feet'/><author><name>Chris in FL--Joyful Mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721525071153767987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/THGIFMh55wI/AAAAAAAACKc/hGNCseBMcnU/S220/Photo+on+2010-08-22+at+16.07.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/St9NZqbgSgI/AAAAAAAABGs/tgKxAUFPMBc/s72-c/ArtBook__036_036__JesusAndTheSamaritanWoman_Sm___.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8802544270145492445.post-3092946734131030508</id><published>2009-10-12T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T05:13:29.128-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleaning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Back to Fridays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I've decided to switch my deep cleaning days to Friday. &amp;nbsp;For some reason or other, Mondays were not working out as I planned. &amp;nbsp;I thought having the big cleaning day be on Monday would make my week easier coming back from the weekend. &amp;nbsp;Unfortunately it hasn't. &amp;nbsp;I found that I would still use Friday as a somewhat cleaning day also. &amp;nbsp;I can't afford to take two days off during the school week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;My sweet friend came on Friday and she deep cleaned my refrigerator and two of my cabinets. &amp;nbsp;I felt bad because I basically stood around and told her what to do. &amp;nbsp;She didn't mind though. &amp;nbsp;She was there to serve and didn't want me to get off focus with other things I had to do. &amp;nbsp;Sooooo while she cleaned, I checked school work. &amp;nbsp; I did somewhat help by throwing out the old food jars, etc... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I feel so blessed to have my wonderful friend come and help me. &amp;nbsp;She has been such a blessing to my family. &amp;nbsp;She is an amazing woman of God. &amp;nbsp;She is one of my top friends whom I sit and talk about the Lord with. &amp;nbsp;Yep...non stop. &amp;nbsp;We don't "surface" talk much. &amp;nbsp;Our conversations are very deep when we are together. &amp;nbsp;Since knowing her, I have grown so much in the Lord. &amp;nbsp;She is such an encouragement and example to me. &amp;nbsp;Before knowing her, she once worked as&amp;nbsp;a family doctor and when she started having children she chose to leave her practice and stay home with them. &amp;nbsp;She has homeschooled her boys for years (they are older now), but now with much prayer she has put them in school. &amp;nbsp;I am so impressed by the fact that she would leave a high paying job to pursue those things that matter in life, FAMILY. &amp;nbsp; She is now seeking the Lord as to what her next phase in life will be. &amp;nbsp; She has not just touched my life, but many women's lives in our church and community. &amp;nbsp;She definitely has a heart like Jesus. &amp;nbsp;There isn't one day where she isn't out driving someone to a doctors appointment, helping them, visiting them daily at the hospital, counseling them. &amp;nbsp;Blessing them in so many ways. &amp;nbsp;She goes, goes, goes....Amazing. &amp;nbsp;I am so thankful she is my friend!! &amp;nbsp;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;PS &amp;nbsp;I will have to post some pictures next time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Till Then have a happy week :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chris&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802544270145492445-3092946734131030508?l=managingmyhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/THGIFMh55wI/AAAAAAAACKc/hGNCseBMcnU/S220/Photo+on+2010-08-22+at+16.07.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8802544270145492445.post-7890549204138466524</id><published>2009-10-04T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T13:44:25.176-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='overwhelmed'/><title type='text'>Feeling a bit better</title><content type='html'>Ok, so this past week was literally a week from.......... &amp;nbsp;I don't know what came over me. &amp;nbsp;I really do think it was PMS. &amp;nbsp;I felt so overwhelmed about every thing. &amp;nbsp;I did have a few decent days. &amp;nbsp;I only check my email once and I didn't even go on Facebook or other's blogs. &amp;nbsp;I had to force myself to stay focused. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past Friday, I was again, a blubbery mess. &amp;nbsp;Ahhhhhhh......Lord I need your help!! &amp;nbsp;I didn't do much but fold laundry. &amp;nbsp;No I wasn't on the computer at all. &amp;nbsp;I just didn't have much joy. &amp;nbsp;I had to be in the Lord's presence all day to not feel like I was going to bite someone's head off. &amp;nbsp;I was a very ugly person Friday. &amp;nbsp;I didn't know what I was going to make for dinner. &amp;nbsp;We usually eat pizza on Fridays but I didn't even want to think of making it. &amp;nbsp;Actually my daughter makes it, but still......Just the thought of her doing it was overwhelming. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donnie's mom and Grandma calls in the afternoon and want to take us out to dinner. &amp;nbsp;Guess where? &amp;nbsp;The local pizza place. &amp;nbsp;Yay!! &amp;nbsp;God is so faithful and knows just when I need Him to show up. &amp;nbsp;Thank you Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I do have another praise report. &amp;nbsp;This week as I was feeling very overwhelmed. &amp;nbsp;A friend of mine calls up and says she wants to commit herself to helping me on my cleaning day and help me clean and organize for a couple hours. &amp;nbsp;This means every week she will come and help!! &amp;nbsp;Wow......truly, God's love and showing He cares for me. &amp;nbsp;I am in awe of how awesome He is and how He comes through. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am determined this week will be a blessed week. &amp;nbsp;I think my friend and I are going to tackle the kitchen cabinets and get those organized and cleaned. &amp;nbsp;I'll have to snap some before and after pics so you can see the difference. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802544270145492445-7890549204138466524?l=managingmyhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://managingmyhome.blogspot.com/feeds/7890549204138466524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802544270145492445&amp;postID=7890549204138466524&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802544270145492445/posts/default/7890549204138466524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802544270145492445/posts/default/7890549204138466524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://managingmyhome.blogspot.com/2009/10/feeling-bit-better.html' title='Feeling a bit better'/><author><name>Chris in FL--Joyful Mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721525071153767987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/THGIFMh55wI/AAAAAAAACKc/hGNCseBMcnU/S220/Photo+on+2010-08-22+at+16.07.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8802544270145492445.post-7952391717400748373</id><published>2009-09-30T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T15:08:45.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tales of an Unorganized Housewife</title><content type='html'>I should rename my blog: &amp;nbsp;Tales of an Unorganized Housewife. &amp;nbsp;Ha ha!! &amp;nbsp;I've been feeling quite like this lately. &amp;nbsp; Everywhere I look there's a mess. &amp;nbsp; I've even had visions of Super Nanny coming to the rescue. &amp;nbsp;I've had visions of TLC, Trading Spaces coming in and revamping my home. &amp;nbsp;Or, better yet...Ty Pennington from Extreme Makeover Home Edition saying "Good Morning, Tuttle Family!!" &amp;nbsp;Ha Ha!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realized that I have not been very diligent and focused with my hours the Lord has given me. &amp;nbsp;I could spend plenty of time chatting on Facebook, checking emails, or doing other types of "research" on the computer. &amp;nbsp;I could spend hours reading my bible!! &amp;nbsp;I would love that!! &amp;nbsp;But reality is---I CAN'T! &amp;nbsp;I have a house to manage and maintain. &amp;nbsp;Kids to teach!! &amp;nbsp;Plenty of that to go around, right? &amp;nbsp;I seriously need to get organized!! &amp;nbsp;I complain to my husband &amp;nbsp;"We just need to hire a housekeeper!!" &amp;nbsp;"I feel like I am being pulled all sorts of directions. &amp;nbsp;I don't even know if I'm called to this. &amp;nbsp;Let's put them all in school!! &amp;nbsp;I don't know where to begin: &amp;nbsp;Shower, &amp;nbsp;fold laundry cook, school, chauffeur, iron work clothes.....HELP!!" &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I sound like a mess. &amp;nbsp;I really think it's PMS. &amp;nbsp;Ha ha. &amp;nbsp;But wait, before you all come to my rescue. &amp;nbsp;I know what the answer is.....Throw myself at the Lord's feet. &amp;nbsp;He is the ONLY ONE to show me exactly what I need to do. &amp;nbsp;I do need to obey Him to enter into the REST he has for me. &amp;nbsp;I was reading in Hebrews today of how he has promised His children REST. &amp;nbsp;There is a rest that only comes from Him and only by obedience. &amp;nbsp;The way to this Rest is to DILIGENTLY OBEY. &amp;nbsp;Boy, I don't like that word, DILIGENT &amp;nbsp;:) &amp;nbsp;Being diligent sounds to hard. &amp;nbsp; But you know what.....Diligently obeying is the key to answering mostly all our problems. &amp;nbsp;If you know what the Lord's will is for your life..... when you obey what He has asked from you TODAY........you WILL ENTER into that Promised Rest....ahhhhhh! &amp;nbsp;Thank You Lord.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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Mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721525071153767987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/THGIFMh55wI/AAAAAAAACKc/hGNCseBMcnU/S220/Photo+on+2010-08-22+at+16.07.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8802544270145492445.post-57341745792597968</id><published>2009-09-20T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T14:13:01.976-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home order'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schedules'/><title type='text'>The Kitchen Sink and everything in between</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/SraVnBieKYI/AAAAAAAABAg/KSMSytTqZQc/s1600-h/family-room-l.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/SraVnBieKYI/AAAAAAAABAg/KSMSytTqZQc/s400/family-room-l.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383654902228461954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/SraQTRfe-bI/AAAAAAAABAI/APytvKwob_8/s1600-h/kitchen-sink-l.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/SraQTRfe-bI/AAAAAAAABAI/APytvKwob_8/s400/kitchen-sink-l.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383649065355377074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); "&gt;You know...... I just love a clean, shiny kitchen sink. It makes me feel like I have a home that is put together and in order. I love schedules and routines it keeps my family functioning at top levels (somewhat). If you are a regular visitor of this blog you might think "she is always talking about schedules, routines and home order." I sound like a broken record....don't I? This is the purpose of this blog. To share my journeys of schedule, routines, and home order or the LACK OF IT. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;The lack of it....can that possibly be true?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;I feel like this is how I've been functioning the past month or so. Soooooo, I am going to give you a peek into my "not very scheduled life"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;5:00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt; Alarm clock goes off.....I hit snooze.....5 minutes later, it goes off again.....I hit snooze once again.....5 minutes later, I glance at the time and talk myself out of getting up....I hit snooze again...5 minutes later, the alarm is calling my name......by this time I am forced to wake up because my babym, who sleeps next to me in her little crib, is now awake and crying be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;cause my alarm clock woke her up.....ugh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;5:30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;     Make a bottle....feed the baby....I fall asleep while feeding her....realized I fell asleep, the baby finishes her bottle and oops....I need to wake up.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;6:00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;   SO now I am an hour off "schedule".  GREeeeeaaaaaT!!!  I am not going to get mad...I have the peace of God :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;6:05&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;   Walk in the kitchen, start my coffee (can't stay awake if I don't), make some breakfast, check some emails before turning on some bible teaching on the computer.....Start listening. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;7:00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;   Just listened to some teaching and have so much enjoyed my time.  So, by this time I know I should be waking the kids and have already gotten myself dressed and ready to go.  But....I love the quietness of the home and I really don't.....no I don't....want to wake the kids.  I wait to wake them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;7:30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;   One of the little boys comes out to the family room..  Then another,....and then another.  They are still quiet and sleepy.  By this time....I realize....I'm a bit behind.   Quickly get dressed, make my bed, start breakfast, change some diapers....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;8:00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;   Older kids are getting up.....I know we should be eating breakfast by this time.....oops.  I start to tell them to hurry up and not waste time....(sergeant mommy begins her drills).  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;So in between the time they awake until school begins, we are getting ready for the day.  Between these times....I have spanked a few kids, stopped a few fights, started some laundry, fed the baby, inspected a few chores which need to be done again.....etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;We, somedays, begin schooling at 10:30.....Homeschooling then feels like it has taken over my life.  I take deep breaths and think "Maybe tomorrow....."  Tomorrow what?  I'll be more punctual?  I'll stay on schedule?  So then I say "Maybe one day...."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;At the end of each day....I realize this is season of my life.   No, my home doesn't look like the the pictures out of Southern Living magazine, or the other homeschool mom's house whose youngest child is 13 yrs old or the mom whose children go to school all day and she has time to work on home projects.   Nope!!!!  If you visit my home it usually has dishes in the sink, handprints on the walls, and toys on the floor.  I have chosen not to get upset about the dirt on my walls, the pee smell in my bathroom, the stains on my carpet.  I'm not even going to get upset about the lack of time or money to decorate or buy new furniture...nope.   I am going to rejoice in the Lord Always and know.....just know.....that one day my home will look presentable and I will be able to buy the new furniture.  :)  And just maybe it might look like those pictures in the magazines.  :)  I love to dream!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reality&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/SraR75e0PMI/AAAAAAAABAY/wSxIcT-vz04/s1600-h/P1010357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/SraR75e0PMI/AAAAAAAABAY/wSxIcT-vz04/s400/P1010357.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383650862796389570" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/SraRj0f4uxI/AAAAAAAABAQ/Lltnk9H-X0c/s1600-h/P1010370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/SraRj0f4uxI/AAAAAAAABAQ/Lltnk9H-X0c/s400/P1010370.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383650449141840658" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/SraVup92D6I/AAAAAAAABAo/JQkw7Kc2Fug/s1600-h/P1010356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/SraVup92D6I/AAAAAAAABAo/JQkw7Kc2Fug/s400/P1010356.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383655033339776930" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:36px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chris&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802544270145492445-57341745792597968?l=managingmyhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://managingmyhome.blogspot.com/feeds/57341745792597968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802544270145492445&amp;postID=57341745792597968&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802544270145492445/posts/default/57341745792597968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802544270145492445/posts/default/57341745792597968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://managingmyhome.blogspot.com/2009/09/kitchen-sink-and-everything-in-between.html' title='The Kitchen Sink and everything in between'/><author><name>Chris in FL--Joyful Mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721525071153767987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/THGIFMh55wI/AAAAAAAACKc/hGNCseBMcnU/S220/Photo+on+2010-08-22+at+16.07.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/SraVnBieKYI/AAAAAAAABAg/KSMSytTqZQc/s72-c/family-room-l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8802544270145492445.post-7283765282885090574</id><published>2009-08-31T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T19:46:13.656-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='managing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chores'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Manic Mondays are soon to become Marvelous Mondays</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; did not realize how long it's been since I've written in this blog.  Wow!!  Life has been busy over here.  I started schooling and my days are filled from about 9:30 am till about 4:00 pm.  Non stop schooling.  Actually we do take about an hour lunch break...a much needed break.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Monday's have officially become my "work day".  On Mondays the kids and I are "suppose" to do some deep cleaning.  I put this word in quotes because it has been such a battle the past few weeks trying to get my "agenda" accomplished.  Mondays have been a bit unproductive.  The kids are doing their extra weekly chores but I hardly touch mine.  What must be the problem?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Last Monday was plain awful.  I don't know what was going on with me.  I think it was hormones or something.  I felt so moody.  Nothing was pleasing me.....nothing at all.  I called my husband in tears and he sweetly suggested...."Drop your plans, it's a beautiful day today and take the kids to the park."  And I did just that.  We went to our local park and had the kids run, and run, and run, and run, and run, and run, and run some more.  We came home and everyone was tired and not ready to finish all those chores I had planned.  Oh well.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;That evening I was still in a funk.  My hubby came home from work and suggest again...."You need to go out and take a drive"  I did just that.  You know what I did?  I drove, and drove, and drove some more.  I then parked at a nearby soccer park and just prayed and read my bible.  I wanted so badly for this feeling to pass.  I felt so frustrated and I couldn't stand it.  After sitting there for about an  hour, I started up the van and drove some more.  Here is my conversation I had with the Lord....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I don't know what to do Lord.  I have so  many ideas, so many agendas, and I really don't like being momzilla.  I am sorry Father, there is no excuse for me to act and behave this way.  Lord I just don't know how to stop this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;......(then I heard silence and then I heard the Lord)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Oh No Chris....don't you go there.... you know exactly what to do.  Don't tell yourself you don't know.  You do know.  What would you tell a mom in a similar situation.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;:  (I didn't say anything...just thoughts crossed my mind and then I responded)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;You mean I need to tell you what I would tell another mom?  Ok, I can do that.  I think. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I put myself in the place of ministry at that moment---I was talking to myself!!  LOL  I know that sounds sort of crazy but I had to "preach" to myself.  And you know what?  I was so pumped and saw everything so clearly.  You want to know what I told myself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Me talking to Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Love comes before your agenda.  There are going to be distractions.  There are going to be things that interrupt all the plans you might have laid out for the day.  But what's most important is that you are ministering to those children in your home.  It is a ministry unto their spirit.  Nothing else is more important than ministering to your children in a loving way.  So what if you only get one job on the list done.  Again loving them comes before your agenda.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Also you need to be led by the Spirit of the Lord....don't be distracted by computer time (ouch) phone calls from friends (ouch and ouch), or whatever it is that pulls you from doing what God has called you to do.  You have a calling and it is to train up your children as unto the Lord.  You will rise early and every step shall be ordered of the Lord.  So when you feel like "checking your emails"....don't go near that computer until you feel the Lord is releasing you to do that.  You will find your fulfillment will come from keeping the agenda the Lord has given you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Wow....I felt so much better telling myself this.  All the weight I was carrying was off my shoulders.  Thank you Jesus for your loving kindness and tender mercies.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;So....if you happen to have "one of those days", don't fret just "preach" to yourself.  What would you tell a mom or wife facing the same situation as you are at that moment?  You will be amazed by what comes out of your mouth.  What is coming out is the Words of the Lord  to you and your situation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Blessings, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chris &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802544270145492445-7283765282885090574?l=managingmyhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://managingmyhome.blogspot.com/feeds/7283765282885090574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802544270145492445&amp;postID=7283765282885090574&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802544270145492445/posts/default/7283765282885090574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802544270145492445/posts/default/7283765282885090574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://managingmyhome.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-did-not-realize-how-long-its-been.html' title='Manic Mondays are soon to become Marvelous Mondays'/><author><name>Chris in FL--Joyful Mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721525071153767987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/THGIFMh55wI/AAAAAAAACKc/hGNCseBMcnU/S220/Photo+on+2010-08-22+at+16.07.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8802544270145492445.post-4650241063896363227</id><published>2009-08-17T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T13:20:28.225-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home order'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='managing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chores'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Do you Micromanage your kids?  I think I do!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I decided to do a little research on Management :O  -- The ins and outs on managing a large group of people with different personalities.  Who better than a large family like my own. --&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I found this interesting article on the Dangers of Micromanaging...oooo...ouch!!!.  I tend to do this alot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I will highlight some of the interesting points I found and relate it to my home life.  FUN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  font-weight: 500; line-height: 32px; font-family:georgia;font-size:25px;"&gt;The Dangers of Being a Micromanager&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:7;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: 500; line-height: 32px;font-size:25px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 20px; font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;You may wonder exactly why &lt;b&gt;being a micromanager is bad&lt;/b&gt; for your business &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;(Oh no!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. On the surface, it &lt;b&gt;seems wise&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;(it sure does) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;to make sure that your staff is doing a good job, &lt;b&gt;to pitch in and help with a project&lt;/b&gt; now and then. It seems to demonstrate a solid work ethic and set &lt;b&gt;a good example&lt;/b&gt; for the team. &lt;b&gt;What could bewrong with that?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;(Yeah, what could be wrong with that?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 20px; font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 10px; line-height: 1.6em; margin-top: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 10px; line-height: 1.6em; margin-top: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 13px; "&gt;Well, if you’re a manager, there’s a &lt;em&gt;lot&lt;/em&gt; wrong with that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 10px; line-height: 1.6em; margin-top: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 13px; "&gt;Basically, &lt;b&gt;micromanaging is involving yourself too directly&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;(yep I do this way to much)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; in what your staff should be doing instead. By definition, a manager is tasked with — yes, you guessed it —&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;managing&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; That involves &lt;b&gt;coordinating projects, solving problems, dealing with other managers, and developing relationships with clients.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;(homeschool planning and teaching; disciplining the little boogers; loving on my hubby and ironing his work clothes; loving and building good relationships with my kids)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The manager has to ensure that a certain quantity of work gets done, and normally that work is much more than &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;one person could ever do alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;( you better believe it with a large family I can't do it alone....I tell this to my kids lots).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Therefore, the manager supervises a team of people to help them carry out that work.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 10px; line-height: 1.6em; margin-top: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 13px; "&gt;However, if a manager’s&lt;b&gt; time is consumed with micromanaging&lt;/b&gt;, there's&lt;b&gt; no time&lt;/b&gt; for all the other managerial tasks &lt;b&gt;on his or her plate&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;(maybe this is why I feel behind many times over)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Quite simply, &lt;em&gt;it is &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;damaging&lt;/span&gt; to your business&lt;/b&gt; to micromanage. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;(OUCH!!! and double OUCH!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Here are some tips to keep in mind when tempted to manage to the nth degree:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: normal; font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;div class="KonaBody"&gt;&lt;div class="article_bod" style="margin-top: 10px; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.6em; "&gt;&lt;div class="article_bod" style="margin-top: 10px; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.6em; overflow-x: auto; overflow-y: auto; height: 500px; padding-left: 25px; "&gt;&lt;ul style="margin-top: 8px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;li style="margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 5px; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There’s more than one right way.&lt;/strong&gt; As a &lt;b&gt;supervisor&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;(mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;you need to prepare &lt;b&gt;your employees&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; (you mean children ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;to complete projects successfully, and to be clear from the beginning about the results you expect from them. Then you should &lt;b&gt;stand back&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;(WHAT???  Stand back....could this actually happen!!)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and&lt;b&gt; let them carry out&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt; their designated tasks in the way they see fit&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;(I can see the dust bunny sitting on the couch and jumping for joy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; coming up with their own solutions. Remember that &lt;b&gt;employees&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;(my kids&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; need to do things in a&lt;b&gt; positive way&lt;/b&gt;, but &lt;b&gt;not necessarily in&lt;/b&gt; the &lt;b&gt;same way&lt;/b&gt; you would do them&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;(Yeah, you're right about this)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; This does &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; mean that communication is closed down — you still need to touch base from time to time, to see how projects are &lt;b&gt;progressing&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;(Ok, I can see them hardly doing anything but playing around--could they actually progress in a timely fashion without me hovering over them)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and to check if the person has any questions. But he or she needs &lt;b&gt;freedom&lt;/b&gt; to work within an open framework, &lt;b&gt;to learn and grow&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;(yep, yep, and yep)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. The end result is a strengthening of your firm. There’s no way your staff can develop and the firm can flourish if you are always there to meddle in the project and demonstrate the “correct” way to accomplish a task&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; ( I do exactly this with my 15 yr old--the meddling mom!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 5px; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It’s about trust.&lt;/strong&gt; Your employees have to believe that you &lt;b&gt;trust them to do a good job&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;(I don't think I do trust them to do a good job...I guess this is bad :o )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. But how can they do that if you’re always hovering over their shoulders, diving in to rescue them from themselves? If it’s inevitable that your staff’s decisions will be second-guessed,&lt;b&gt; they will begin to feel frustrated and powerless &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;(picture of my son when I come in to meddle)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. In addition, your employees &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;(children)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;will learn that they will not be held accountable, and will soon stop trying to make any decisions at all.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 5px; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If something’s wrong, fix it.&lt;/strong&gt; If you have an employee who is indeed constantly doing things incorrectly, it may be &lt;b&gt;time to clean house &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;(Ok....now this is my goal....HELLO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;b&gt; hire someone&lt;/b&gt; who can do the job properly &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;(That would be nice!!  Hey honey, I need a maid, babe!!  This article said I need to hire someone)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. But first, see to it that your employees are fully trained and know everything they need to know to do their jobs well. Be certain you're &lt;b&gt;communicating &lt;/b&gt;the duties of the job &lt;b&gt;clearly&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;(I confess sometimes I am hasty with my commands....my bad)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Finally, keep in mind that &lt;b&gt;s&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;ome employees &lt;/b&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;want&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;b&gt; to be micromanaged&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;(I have a few children like this....hmmmm.....interesting)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Just as you need to stay out of their way, your staff needs to &lt;b&gt;remember the importance of making decisions on their own&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;(we have to work on this deal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 5px; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beware of burnout.&lt;/strong&gt; If you insist on meddling in a project, &lt;b&gt;creating frustration&lt;/b&gt; and lack of accountability &lt;b&gt;in your employees&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;(creating frustration in ALL OF US)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and still attempt to shoulder all your other managerial responsibilities,&lt;b&gt; you’re going to get tired. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;Really tired&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;(This is me on a daily basis....frustrated and fed up) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And eventually, tiredness &lt;b&gt;will progress&lt;/b&gt; to exhaustion and &lt;b&gt;complete burnout&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;(That's it!!!  I quit or their fired!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. At which point, you won’t care about micromanaging anymore. But at that point, of course,&lt;b&gt; it will be too late&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;(Not with Christ...there is always Redemption!!!  This I do know. :D )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Don’t let events progress to that point.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 10px; line-height: 1.6em; margin-top: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 13px; "&gt;The bottom line: a good manager is one who&lt;b&gt; prepares&lt;/b&gt;, and then &lt;b&gt;trusts &lt;/b&gt;employees, &lt;b&gt;remembers&lt;/b&gt; that he or she &lt;b&gt;is part of a team&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;(mi familia) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and leads by example, not by doing everyone else’s work. Your staff will appreciate your efforts, and will feel a greater sense of personal accomplishment. And in the end, your &lt;b&gt;business&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;(my HOME)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; will thrive &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;(Yes!!!  \0/ I want this)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 10px; line-height: 1.6em; margin-top: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 10px; line-height: 1.6em; margin-top: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;It was so much fun dissecting this article and relating it to my home managing skills.  I learned about what not to do.  It is going to take LOOOOTTTTSSSS of practice to not get FRUSTRATED with the little details they didn't take care of.  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Here it goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;5:00 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;My wake time.  My goal is to wake up as soon as the alarm clock goes off. I tend to hit the snooze button about 3 or 4 times.  I have found that if I don't rise right away, I fall back to sleep into a heavier sleep and go into what I call hibernation, my second sleep.  There are times I wake up at 4:30 without an alarm clock and trick myself to sleeping another 30 minutes until my alarm goes off.  If I do this, I feel sleepier when the alarm goes off at 5:00 or there are times I don't even hear the alarm....jeeez.  I have told myself that if I wake up anytime in the 4 o'clock hour I need to rise.  This is the Lord waking me up.  I need to obey!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;5:15 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Once I am up, I will not dress right away.  I just walk in my jammies to the kitchen and make coffee and breakfast.  I then turn my computer on and listen to a sermon which usually last about 1 hr.  This is my bible study time.  I so enjoy this time and the Lord always ministers to me.  After the sermon is finished, if I have extra time (depends on when I arose) I will pray.  If I don't get my prayer time after my sermon, I pray while going to the bathroom, showering, or when I do laundry.  I chat with the Father all day. He is my best friend. He hears us moms, knowing our time is filled with ministering to little people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;6:30 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;By this time, I have dressed myself in my spiritual clothing and ready to minister to my little people.  But first, I must dress myself.  This time is when I groom and clean up my room--Groom and Room is how I put it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;7:00 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Now I am back in the kitchen making breakfast -- some sort of hearty breakfast. I am in need of some ideas. What tends to happen on many occasions (almost every morning--LOL) the children eat whatever they want. Sometimes this means I am making three different breakfast!!  I know, I know....why do I allow this??  Lack of management.  Ouch!! My goal is to make a menu to be posted on the fridge so we all know what's for breakfast each morning. So could you help me out a bit and send me some recipes and ideas for breakfast. Thank you!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;7:30 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Time to wake the children!!!  During this time I will wake the children and get them going.  The older children know what to do during this time.  I require them to be dressed, groomed, and bedroom picked up.  While they are hustling along, I am dressing the little boys and grooming them.  Also helping them make their beds.  Hoping this doesn't take longer than 30 minutes. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;8:00 am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;At this time the children will sit down for breakfast. While they are eating I will tend to the baby.  Dress her, feed her and play a bit.  It takes the children about 10-15 minutes to eat.  I tell them as soon as they are through with breakfast they need to commence their kitchen chores. When kitchen clean up is over they begin their morning chores. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;8:30 am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;This is when our family will begin morning chores.  I have Chore Packs set up so they all know what to do.  I've been having some issues with the children not doing their chores in a timely manner.  They tend to dawdle way to much.  I am thinking of consequences to administer for lack of timeliness or diligence. I was thinking of taking privileges away.  For example: No free time, or computer time.   Any suggestions???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;9:00 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Our outside time!!  I plan on taking the little guys outside to play at this time. I am guessing some of the older children will still be working on chores.  So for those who are choosing to be diligent they will get to play outside before school starts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;9:30 am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;School start time!!  This will be my preschool time with Kole and Ephee.  I plan on 30 minutes of teaching time.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Read a book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;sing some songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;learn colors, numbers, and letters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;activity time (I am planning on using my oldest daughter to take over since she loves crafts)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;10:00 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Galen's one-on-one time: This year we will be using A Beka Phonics and Math.  I am planning on sitting with him as he works. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Review Phonics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Teach new material&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;He does a worksheet (I will sit with him)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Review some math&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;He does a worksheet (sitting with him)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Handwriting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;10:30 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Quick snack and break for about 10 minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;10:40 am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Shiloh's one-on-one time:  We are using A Beka Phonics, language, handwriting; Pathway Reading and Math u See.  I am not sure yet how much time Shiloh will need.  I let Shiloh choose how he wants to structure his time with me.  There are times he wants to do math and then there are times he wants to read first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;11:15 am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Tsavah's one-on-one time:  This year we are using mostly A Beka with most of the children.  I am not sure how much time Tsavah will need.  I am guessing about 30 minutes of teaching.  This will be Tsavah's first time doing History and Science.  She will be in 4th grade this year.  I will be evaluating how much time she will need during the first few weeks of school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;During the morning time I will be rotating the little boys around with the older siblings.  I will sneak in a few minutes here and there during "school time" to lay Ephraim down for his nap, feed the baby, and changing diapers.  Justin is pretty much on his own and his daddy checks his work in the evening times.  I am planning Moriah's one on one time with me after lunch clean up time.  I am sure there are going to be kinks that I will have to work out. We'll see!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt; I am praying for a fruitful and productive year.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;My next post will be of my afternoon.  This is the time where I need more structure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Until Then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Chris  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802544270145492445-9060563358908957599?l=managingmyhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://managingmyhome.blogspot.com/feeds/9060563358908957599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802544270145492445&amp;postID=9060563358908957599&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802544270145492445/posts/default/9060563358908957599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802544270145492445/posts/default/9060563358908957599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://managingmyhome.blogspot.com/2009/08/home-school-schedule-morning.html' title='Home School Schedule--Morning'/><author><name>Chris in FL--Joyful Mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721525071153767987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/THGIFMh55wI/AAAAAAAACKc/hGNCseBMcnU/S220/Photo+on+2010-08-22+at+16.07.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8802544270145492445.post-1622484445644008694</id><published>2009-07-30T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T05:33:01.949-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time management'/><title type='text'>Busy about the Father's Business!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I feel I haven't had much time to post on my blogs lately.  I've been doing some homeschool book cleaning.  Yep, getting rid of my large collection of school books.  It was hard at first to let go.  I am glad I let them go because I made some money!!  I listed most of the books on Ebay.  I made about $250 bucks.  Boy, was it stressful though.  This was my first time being a seller on Ebay.  The picture taking and listing them wasn't stressful....but the packaging, figuring out shipping and then delivering to the PO.  It took a lot of my time.  I guess that is why I haven't posted on my blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;The house has been manageable.  I've been making the kids work a bit harder than usual.  I have made Monday's my cleaning day.  It used to be Fridays but decided that Monday's worked best.  I will come back and post some more about my Monday cleaning day when I have a bit more time.  We'll see how much I actually do have.  I need to get school started and this will wipe out a lot of my time.  This whole time management thing is quite a challenge.  Learning, learning, and always learning to be a better steward of my time.  Aren't we all? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Till then I will be about the Father's business, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:x-large;"&gt;Chris &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802544270145492445-1622484445644008694?l=managingmyhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://managingmyhome.blogspot.com/feeds/1622484445644008694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802544270145492445&amp;postID=1622484445644008694&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802544270145492445/posts/default/1622484445644008694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802544270145492445/posts/default/1622484445644008694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://managingmyhome.blogspot.com/2009/07/busy-about-fathers-business.html' title='Busy about the Father&apos;s Business!!'/><author><name>Chris in FL--Joyful Mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721525071153767987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/THGIFMh55wI/AAAAAAAACKc/hGNCseBMcnU/S220/Photo+on+2010-08-22+at+16.07.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8802544270145492445.post-6618971040768334685</id><published>2009-07-14T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T05:26:52.351-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schedules'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='routines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time management'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Getting on A Routine</title><content type='html'>For this week's post I am going to discuss getting on a routine.  This is very important for the entire family.  I am preaching to myself here.  Children as we all know, thrive on routines.  For some reasons though, my children don't understand the importance of this.  I daily tell them "Ok, get started with your chores."  or "Come on, don't wait for mommy to tell you" or "How come you are sitting on this couch and 30 minutes have passed and you are still haven't even started?!"  By this time, I am a bit flustered with them.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me fill you in on a little secret...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;shhhh....i do the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  Yes, I confess, I am not the greatest schedule or routine keeper.  I don't blame my children when they basically are following after mommy.  "I Know God, you told me to get up at 5 am this morning."  God, speaks to me like this.  He is my coach and I love Him for this.  He tells me to get my butt up from bed and hang out with Him in the mornings.  But when I disobey, boy oh boy, do I feel it later.  Not that the Lord is correcting me...or maybe he is.  He is just making me walk out the consequences of what happens when I am not sensitive to hear Him and obey him in this area of my life.  Basically what happens is things around hear get a little bit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;.just a tiny bit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;.teeny wheeny bi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;t...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Can you read this small writing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Chaotic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Ok well maybe I am exaggerating just a bit.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess in my eyes, I see these giant mountains of messes.  I see the tiniest specks on the walls.  I see my children acting like a bunch of jungle animals swinging on trees....well, actually they do this sometimes....you get my picture.  Now what was I discussing?  Ahhhh, yessssss, Routines.  So very important to wake up when the Lord says or else you will have children who swing on trees.  Seriously though, to survive living in a large family or really any family, we need to not take staying home for granted.  God has given us this opportunity to train up our soldiers for battle.  To train them to be the best that they can be.  You are training them to join the Army, or is it the Marines.  LOL....actually my oldest son does want to become a marine.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Running a home is not a thing you do flippantly.  It takes much prayer and guidance as to what to do each and every day...each and every minute.  With the more children being added in the home.  The home becomes sort of like a 24 hour school.  Sometimes I feel like I have a 24 hour daycare or I am a sergeant at boot camp...."Alright....MOVE IT, MOVE IT....GET DOWN AND GIVE ME 20!!  You might laugh, but I have done this with my teenager.  There are times where he needs to exert energy so I tell him to run a block or two and sometimes do push ups.  Does he listen....no, not always.  I guess because most of the time I am joking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to running the home.......  Routines are a must!  Break them up into blocks. For example:  morning routine, after breakfast, afternoon routine, dinner routine, bedtime routine....etc.. you get your routines down, then you time them to see how long it takes to:  Get up, make coffee, do a bible study, computer time (which I have limited myself to 30 mins which is not enough time..working on this though) or what ever you have planned into your routine.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I actually have taken my daily routine and put times next to them.  For example....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5:15&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Got up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5:28&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Made coffee and breakfast (mine--children are not up this early)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5:30&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;ate breakfast and listened to my favorite preacher&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6:15&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Prayed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6:30&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Computer time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This helps me to see how long a task does take and to help me manage my time.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of time....yikes...I should be making kids breakfast right now but I am posting this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright gotta run.....until then &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chris&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, who will be joining my kids in the trees......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802544270145492445-6618971040768334685?l=managingmyhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://managingmyhome.blogspot.com/feeds/6618971040768334685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802544270145492445&amp;postID=6618971040768334685&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802544270145492445/posts/default/6618971040768334685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802544270145492445/posts/default/6618971040768334685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://managingmyhome.blogspot.com/2009/07/getting-on-routine.html' title='Getting on A Routine'/><author><name>Chris in FL--Joyful Mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721525071153767987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/THGIFMh55wI/AAAAAAAACKc/hGNCseBMcnU/S220/Photo+on+2010-08-22+at+16.07.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8802544270145492445.post-4050100015643459116</id><published>2009-07-03T16:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T20:36:12.950-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home order'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dirty laundry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laundry'/><title type='text'>Keeping up with Laundry, not the Joneses</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I was wondering what I was going to type this week.  I guess we'll discuss laundry.  Ah, my favorite past time of all times! Who doesn't love doing laundry?  Hmmmm?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually, it isn't all that bad when you keep up with it.  I rather enjoy folding laundry.  I like the smell of clean clothes and I like looking down into an empty basket knowing the day's laundry has been completed.  The one thing I don't enjoy doing is putting clothes away.  This is something my kids do for me.   Each child, with the exception of the the short ones, put their own laundry away.  I wash, fold and they put it away.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The key to keeping the clothes manageable is doing them every day if you are a large family, and folding it at a specific time during the day or folding it as soon as it dries.  I've tried both. For some reason I can't keep to my scheduled "folding time" which is in the afternoon.  I might have to schedule this in the morning...we'll see.  Since schools been out, I've been washing and folding as I go and then having the children put their clothes away.  So far it's been working great....no more baskets of clean unfolded laundry or baskets of dirty, stinky laundry.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To manage, I usually do about 2-3 baskets of laundry daily.  If I don't wash clothes for a few days....I regret it later.  If I can wash on a daily basis it doesn't become an untamed mountain of clothes.   So I've decided to treat laundry management like my kitchen cleanup.  After every meal, we wash dishes, wipe counters, sweep floors,  etc...  If I tackle laundry like a chore that MUST be done every single day then I guess it seems more manageable.  I guess, I've always viewed laundry as one of those chores that when it's overflowing then I do it.  I found I treat some of my household chores like I still have four people in our family.  I don't know why, it's really strange.  I do this with time management as well.  Alright, alright....I am learning.  Slap! I know I have eight kids, not two.  Wake up Chris...HELLO!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I finally got it!!  Beeeee Con-sis-tent!  Aha!!  Not hard.  Ok, we'll see what happens after this holiday weekend.  He, he!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/Sk6ZYUzXg6I/AAAAAAAAArA/FD3iger8UVw/s1600-h/P1010360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/Sk6ZYUzXg6I/AAAAAAAAArA/FD3iger8UVw/s400/P1010360.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354385650170168226" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(laundry room--before)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/Sk6Zj1DS61I/AAAAAAAAArI/fcDlv8zCfCo/s1600-h/P1010361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/Sk6Zj1DS61I/AAAAAAAAArI/fcDlv8zCfCo/s400/P1010361.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354385847805471570" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(&lt;i&gt;Laundry room--before...my Goodwill pile was in the upper lft corner bags and boxes of stuff!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: normal; font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/Sk6Z3HJMdGI/AAAAAAAAArQ/jRaS6OUq5G4/s1600-h/daddio+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/Sk6Z3HJMdGI/AAAAAAAAArQ/jRaS6OUq5G4/s400/daddio+018.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354386179079566434" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(laundry room--after....ahhhh, no more dirty clothes, floor swept...it still needs more order... that will soon come to pass...for now this will do)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/Sk6aJX3AmvI/AAAAAAAAArY/RIyB0My4Mvc/s1600-h/daddio+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/Sk6aJX3AmvI/AAAAAAAAArY/RIyB0My4Mvc/s400/daddio+028.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354386492804340466" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(laundry room--after...notice my Goodwill corner...I am down to one small bag that needs to be filled and sent away to Goodwill..need to find a place for the baby tub.  I do use it...just don't like it in my bathroom)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chris&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802544270145492445-4050100015643459116?l=managingmyhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://managingmyhome.blogspot.com/feeds/4050100015643459116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802544270145492445&amp;postID=4050100015643459116&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802544270145492445/posts/default/4050100015643459116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802544270145492445/posts/default/4050100015643459116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://managingmyhome.blogspot.com/2009/07/keeping-up-with-laundry-not-keeping-up.html' title='Keeping up with Laundry, not the Joneses'/><author><name>Chris in FL--Joyful Mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721525071153767987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/THGIFMh55wI/AAAAAAAACKc/hGNCseBMcnU/S220/Photo+on+2010-08-22+at+16.07.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/Sk6ZYUzXg6I/AAAAAAAAArA/FD3iger8UVw/s72-c/P1010360.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8802544270145492445.post-9166444834117277770</id><published>2009-06-25T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T14:49:00.415-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MOTH'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleaning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chores'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chore Packs'/><title type='text'>Dustin off my Chore Packs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;First things first....getting the children back on board with their chores.  Yep, with school being done, long summer days, and feeling like we're still on vacation, we as a family can fall into "lazy mode".  Who wants to do anything when friends are ringing doorbells at 9 AM.  Yeah, they come earlier everyday....geeze, don't their parents give them chores....LOL.  My kids feel like they need to be out the door as soon as their buddies come knockin'.  They do try to sneak out without me noticing....nope doesn't work.  "Did you do your chores!!?"  I ask with a frustrated voice.  Of course they didn't.  Mooooom has not been putting those nifty Chore Packs up, so why do they have to do chores.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; "&gt;There you have it....true confessions of the frazzled homemaker!!  No wonder I've been feeling overwhelmed.  I've been doing it all myself and the kids walk around and make messes.  "Help me Lord"....Aha!!!.....the Chore Packs!!!  YES!!  They are sitting in my junk box collecting dust.  I need to pull those out.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; "&gt;So yesterday, I went on the &lt;a href="http://www.titus2.com"&gt;Managers of Their Home&lt;/a&gt; Chore Ware site and made up new Chore Packs for the children.  Today we were back on track.  I have to admit, Chore Packs have been the best investment I've made yet.  They are so easy to use and really do work.  The key is to be consistent.....Making sure the kids are doing them daily and mom doing inspections.  Easy as that!!!  Riiiiight!!  I guess it is easier said than done.  I am still working with being consistent.  LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; "&gt;Today was a productive day.  The children were excited about starting their chores again and Mom has realized....."I can do this after all".  I can manage my home and my children.  Yay!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(can you tell I had a good day...he he he he)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chris&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802544270145492445-9166444834117277770?l=managingmyhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://managingmyhome.blogspot.com/feeds/9166444834117277770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802544270145492445&amp;postID=9166444834117277770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802544270145492445/posts/default/9166444834117277770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802544270145492445/posts/default/9166444834117277770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://managingmyhome.blogspot.com/2009/06/dustin-off-my-chore-packs.html' title='Dustin off my Chore Packs'/><author><name>Chris in FL--Joyful Mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721525071153767987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/THGIFMh55wI/AAAAAAAACKc/hGNCseBMcnU/S220/Photo+on+2010-08-22+at+16.07.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8802544270145492445.post-4876567976058959050</id><published>2009-06-22T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T18:53:02.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Overwhelmed, just a bit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;As I walk around my house, my heart starts beating and then suddenly I feel like I am about to cry.  Cry.....over the overwhelming feeling of "so much to do".  I throw myself on the bed and in the back ground, I hear the kids laughing, some fighting, one on the computer, the little boy next door is ringing the door bell, and the baby needs to be held and nursed once again (I had just laid her down about 15 minutes ago).  More tears start to well up in my eyes.  "Quick, I can't let the kids see me like this!"  I get up and walk around my room and start by making my bed, at 1 in the afternoon.  I then take a few deep breaths and ask the Lord, my very best friend...."Why do I feel this way..."Why can't I seem to get it together, you would think after so many years"...."I don't know if I can do this".....I take another deep breath, while still making my bed.  Once my bed is made, I start picking up the clutter on my dresser.  I can hear the baby in the living room crying.  I then hear the Lord speak to my heart...."This is a season"...."Take small steps and small chunks"..."Soon enough, before you know it, the baby is going to not be so needy, she'll be all grown up"...Then I say..."Yeah, and then I will want another baby to hold...LOL"   I finish up cleaning my room and have realized the panic I was feeling is gone.  I start feeling better and walk into the living room, pick my little baby up and hold her oh so very close to my heart.  I breathe in the smell of my ever growing 4 month old, remembering that just the other day she was born.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Yes, on occasion I feel this type of anxiety.  And oh so quickly do I run to the Father for His help and guidance.  He knows all things:  how to manage my home, manage the screaming babies, and fighting children.  I am so thankful he is quick to ease the feelings of torment that come from feeling inadequate and not able to run my home smoothly.  How do I manage this chaos??....Lots of "help me's" to the Lord.  I come to Him while I am making the bed, changing a diaper, loading laundry, teaching math.  When panic rises up, I know who to go to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;There is so much to get accomplished.  So many places to begin.  When I start to look at the BIG picture, I feel so stressed and so helpless.  I know I just need to take one step at a time..... One room at a time......One dresser, closet, or drawer at a time.  Soon enough the one dresser, closet, drawer will turn into one whole room, and then into the entire house....(just hoping it stays that way..LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:48px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:48px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/Sj_aKGvVxEI/AAAAAAAAApE/BstwI2tp6pA/s1600-h/daddio+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/Sj_aKGvVxEI/AAAAAAAAApE/BstwI2tp6pA/s400/daddio+011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350234749482157122" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(Bedroom closet--before)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/Sj_awFTk9WI/AAAAAAAAApM/XugutqEhck8/s1600-h/daddio+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/Sj_awFTk9WI/AAAAAAAAApM/XugutqEhck8/s400/daddio+010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350235401932305762" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(Bedroom closet--before)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/Sj_bKn3dhrI/AAAAAAAAApU/Nu4DbzSKgk8/s1600-h/daddio+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/Sj_bKn3dhrI/AAAAAAAAApU/Nu4DbzSKgk8/s400/daddio+013.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350235857886217906" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(bedroom closet--after)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:48px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/Sj_bnqBrAUI/AAAAAAAAApc/FyqlPKU4GwI/s1600-h/daddio+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/Sj_bnqBrAUI/AAAAAAAAApc/FyqlPKU4GwI/s400/daddio+014.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350236356682121538" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;bedroom closet--after)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:48px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/Sj_dKBLcp0I/AAAAAAAAApk/4dvMGSdU2Zs/s1600-h/daddio+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/Sj_dKBLcp0I/AAAAAAAAApk/4dvMGSdU2Zs/s400/daddio+015.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350238046524319554" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(bedroom closet--after)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;(I organized my closet a few days before leaving for vacation.  And like I said....one closet at a time and soon enough the whole house will be in order.....yay--I still want to organize this closet better.  I need some of those little baskets.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chris&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:48px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:48px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:48px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:48px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:18px;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802544270145492445-4876567976058959050?l=managingmyhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://managingmyhome.blogspot.com/feeds/4876567976058959050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802544270145492445&amp;postID=4876567976058959050&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802544270145492445/posts/default/4876567976058959050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802544270145492445/posts/default/4876567976058959050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://managingmyhome.blogspot.com/2009/06/as-i-walk-around-my-house-my-heart.html' title='Overwhelmed, just a bit'/><author><name>Chris in FL--Joyful Mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721525071153767987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/THGIFMh55wI/AAAAAAAACKc/hGNCseBMcnU/S220/Photo+on+2010-08-22+at+16.07.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/Sj_aKGvVxEI/AAAAAAAAApE/BstwI2tp6pA/s72-c/daddio+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8802544270145492445.post-1528760422220690638</id><published>2009-06-08T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T07:50:44.728-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home order'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dirty laundry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleaning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Purpose for the blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neglected  home'/><title type='text'>Home Improvement--highly needed!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Yes, I am starting a new blog!! A blog devoted to home management. Actually, a journal of my journeys of home management-- The "ins and outs" of the "nitty-gritty" of putting my house in order while raising my eight children.   BEWARE:  The following pictures are of my house in "messy" status...this is what it looks like after having a busy week and neglecting our &lt;a href="http://joyfulmother.blogspot.com/search/label/Chores"&gt;ChorePacks&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/Si0VxORf_uI/AAAAAAAAAms/6zyd-e32IhY/s1600-h/P1010369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/Si0VxORf_uI/AAAAAAAAAms/6zyd-e32IhY/s400/P1010369.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344952268147916514" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;( Before: School books all over the desk, after this weeks evaluations)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/Si0YWFGxiaI/AAAAAAAAAm8/-0jt_aagF14/s1600-h/P1010406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/Si0YWFGxiaI/AAAAAAAAAm8/-0jt_aagF14/s400/P1010406.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344955100365425058" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(After:  My oldest son cleaned up the school room--yeah, for teenagers)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/Si0VSzMiOvI/AAAAAAAAAmk/xAqKZ77o2V0/s1600-h/P1010360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/Si0VSzMiOvI/AAAAAAAAAmk/xAqKZ77o2V0/s400/P1010360.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344951745483258610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(my unorganized laundry room with lots of baskets of dirty laundry)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/Si0VHNbNNmI/AAAAAAAAAmc/DtA5X8RPoHM/s1600-h/P1010370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/Si0VHNbNNmI/AAAAAAAAAmc/DtA5X8RPoHM/s400/P1010370.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344951546365687394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(dishes to wash)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/Si0U7F8DDJI/AAAAAAAAAmU/PQhXdrJyxXY/s1600-h/P1010350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/Si0U7F8DDJI/AAAAAAAAAmU/PQhXdrJyxXY/s400/P1010350.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344951338197519506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(my neglected bedroom with dirty clothes to be washed and carpet to be steam cleaned)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/Si0UvRqCFkI/AAAAAAAAAmM/K0UO6k6PCYk/s1600-h/P1010364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/Si0UvRqCFkI/AAAAAAAAAmM/K0UO6k6PCYk/s400/P1010364.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344951135184754242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(toys that need to be sorted and gotta get rid of some)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/Si0WH5jvcxI/AAAAAAAAAm0/q07Z6GbviLE/s1600-h/P1010375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/Si0WH5jvcxI/AAAAAAAAAm0/q07Z6GbviLE/s400/P1010375.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344952657724273426" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(my front closet that needs some order)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I must confess, the one thing that has been highly neglected (at least just maintained), while having bunches of babies, has been my home (better the home, than the children...LOL).   Throughout my childbearing years,  I've had to "let loose" on many house goals and on how clean I want my house.  Most of it has been from not having much time, not having much energy (mental and physical), and not being a "natural born" housekeeper.  Yes, the children do help, all the time, but a child's sense of  what is "clean" is not as crisp as an adult's.  Also the more children you have (especially many little people at once), the more taxing on the house it can be.   To name a few: Toys--EVERYWHERE; handprints and footprints on the walls, hot wheel marks on the my new coffee table; crumbs on the floor (good thing for my dog), oatmeal stuck on the blinds; food in their clothes drawers---ewww; nasty, rotten sippy cups under the couch; pee pee underwear in their drawer--not knowing my 3yr old messed in his pants and changed and decided to put his dirty undies back in his drawer with clean clothes---then me and the rest of the children trying to figure out where the stink is coming from, oh yeah...a big ewww; and yes the list can go on and on and on.... I hope I am not the only one with a messy children--LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Now that my "dirty laundry" has been exposed, I hope you will join me on this journey (long, short, or never ending...LOL) of putting my home in order.   I am looking forward to sharing what I am learning along the way.  I would love it if you could help me by giving your input.  Leave your comments  or email me with some organizational, cleaning, or house keeping tips.  Anything is helpful, because I am not a "natural born" tidy person.  LOL...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Sooooooo....... till then....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Chris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;P.S.   If you want to catch up on my family life and other things on my mind...continue to visit my other blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.joyfulmother.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Joyful Mother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802544270145492445-1528760422220690638?l=managingmyhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://managingmyhome.blogspot.com/feeds/1528760422220690638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802544270145492445&amp;postID=1528760422220690638&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802544270145492445/posts/default/1528760422220690638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802544270145492445/posts/default/1528760422220690638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://managingmyhome.blogspot.com/2009/06/home-improvement-highly-needed.html' title='Home Improvement--highly needed!!!'/><author><name>Chris in FL--Joyful Mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721525071153767987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/THGIFMh55wI/AAAAAAAACKc/hGNCseBMcnU/S220/Photo+on+2010-08-22+at+16.07.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-7L8OG_8ik/Si0VxORf_uI/AAAAAAAAAms/6zyd-e32IhY/s72-c/P1010369.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
