will the cycle never cease?

I feel like I say this all the time, but "hello, Grainiacs! I'm back!!!"  Spring and the first part of summer has been a whirlwind.  I'm beginning to think I live in the state of Whirlwind and I'm the mayor and city planner.

As you might remember, I took a substitute teaching gig in a library thinking I'd have time to read and study and finish up my 2 spring semester courses for graduation.  That didn't work out so well.

Next I graduated!!!  whoo hoo

Then I reconnected with a bunch of friends at various times throughout June and July AND went on a shopping (and oh yeah, a church meeting) with a new friend!  And if you know me at all, you know I LOVED every minute of it.

In between those reunions and trips, I painted the entryway to the house and decorated AND painted the kitchen and kitchenette and (sort of) organized and re-purposed some things.

I have hosted a June birthday party and a Father's Day lunch.

Blogging was not on the docket....although I did try.  And that is the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, so help me tiny houses (my new favorite show on HGTV!)

Here's the funny thing about Tiny Houses (and yes, I realize it is reality TV and takes poetic justice in most all cases!) but these people are looking for tiny houses and then complain when the bathroom is too small!  WTH!!!  Uh, isn't that the point of the tiny house?  

Welcome to my tiny house.  I wanted a big bathroom so don't mind me; I'll be cooking in there and don't mind the kids sleeping in there.  Just keep the noise down and they won't wake up. And don't worry about stinking up the house; I'll be frying bacon so no one will know what you're doing there.  We had to make our big bathroom work so we incorporated the kitchen and bedrooms into it.  But look at the size of my bathroom!!!!

I mean really; why are you complaining that the toilet is in the shower?  Don't we suspect some people pee in the shower anyway?  HA

I have planned out my next project (ahem, in between visiting with friends).  I will be downsizing the crap in the house.  I would like to blame it on the rest of the family, but truth be told, it is mostly mine.  I save things from deceased family members thinking my children might like it someday.  That is probably not fair to them, right?  It is more of an "I don't want to have to deal with the sentimental baggage so I'll let my kids deal with it."  I come by it naturally- there was a whole line of hoarders in my family before I was even conceived.  Maybe it is time to break the cycle.

What do you think?