Yes, I'm procrastinating

Do you know what cracks me up most about Twitter? So many people post things like "I'm cleaning my desk out" or "Reading to the kids" and I can't help but think, "NO, you are TWITTERING! You are not doing those things you say, you AVOIDING doing those things you say by sitting at your computer (or phone) and typing into Twitter." Let's be honest here. Just type, "I'm twittering!" That being said, I'm completely guilty of this myself. My last "tweet" was something about dismantling our family closet, and of course I was not actively bringing clothes up the stairs with one hand while "tweeting" on the computer with the other.

So yes, I'm dismantling our family closet. It's just another eency weency step in trying to get this house more normal looking. I don't think *anyone* who comes to look at this house would understand the family closet thing, instead, they would just assume we did not have enough closet space. Well OK, I don't think we DO have enough closet space for 7 homeschooling people, but it is enough for the typical 2-4 people that would most likely live here after us.

I'm seriously going to miss the ease of taking things right out of the dryer and hanging them up 5 steps away. Sigh. Hopefully the exercise will help me "miss" the gut I've developed since having Jeffrey. :-P

We're bringing the clothes back into the closets (parental clothes were always upstairs but we used the rods downstairs as a kind of "first step" where they languished for days before being brought upstairs), then moving Rose into the room with her sisters so we can re-bunk the beds. She's the only one safe in a top bunk around here. Rose, Jane, and Batty will share the one little closet in there. Thank God for closet organizers. Skye will have her own room for awhile. She's got more clothes than most of her sisters put together so it's good she has her own closet. :)

Sorry I've been kind of quiet lately. I've written a bunch of half-posts, and then deleted them - just not knowing how to express how messed up my mind has felt in the past week. So take thoughts about unkind family members, really old cranky grandmothers, house renovating, futile house hunting, a huge bunch of hormones, kids who don't clean up after themselves or listen...mix all that up in a huge bowl with a blender, add in a ton of clutter, and you've got a good picture of what my blog would have looked like last week. :)

We'll I'd better stop procrastinating. No rest for the weary around here. Think I'll go twitter, "I'm twittering." first. ;-)