Reading Challenge Book 13 – The Lazy Genius Way

2022 GoodRead Challenge – Book 13 of 50

The Lazy Genius Way: Embrace What Matters, Ditch What Doesn’t, and Get Stuff Done by Kendra Adachi. I picked this book because it was talked about on a vlog and it was available on Libby. It was an easy listen and I for the most part listened to this at a normal speed. I found a lot of the suggestion was very practical. One suggestion I thought was clever but due to the way I do laundry it is not applicable at this time. I wrote a post titled Laundry Rules and I admitted that I never really learned how to do laundry. I mix all our clothes and do not separate by color, delicates, etc. One of my rules is, I do not wash my clothes with towels and sheets. Kendra suggestion instead of separating the clothes with like items but focus on one area of the home. You wash the clothes by rooms. Example: If I would keep my kids clothes in their room. I would wash a load of just Y’s clothes so I could put them away at the same time. I would wash the boys clothes together and put them away. This eliminates having to go to multiple places as you put clothes away.

One other thing I found intriguing was sticking to a set of ingredients you use and only making meals based off those items. Planning, shopping, and cooking is one of the most stressful things in my life. The rise of prices makes it even harder to meal plan and trying to not be completely reliable on processed food. I know we will be entering a seasons that I won’t be able to do a lot of the cooking I enjoy doing but it’s only for a short time. I love when I can use the ingredients I buy for one recipe and use the rest for another recipe. There was a time in my life that I didn’t really care much if I wasted something. It was the way of life but now I hate when I discovered something in the fridge that I never got to and have to throw it away. Typically if this happens it’s because I didn’t realize how much time has passed since the last time I used that item.

If you would like to have some practical ways to life I would recommend listening/reading this book. I believe there is a podcast but I don’t know if I’ll listen. I have a handful of podcast I am working on at this time. There are some things I felt like I already knew but sometimes it’s nice to hear it from another person. According to the GoodRead app I am one book behind my reading schedule but I’m working on a few audiobooks and one was picked because my husband got a hard copy and was planning on reading it. My husband enjoys to read but doesn’t do it often, I have never shown interest in what he choose to read. I figured it would be nice to be able to talk to him about the book once he finished it (which he did while he was traveling).

Laundry Rules

This is an OLD picture but it always made me laugh. When we were first married our first apartment did not have a washer and dryer. We would have to go to the laundromat every two weeks which would be a half day experience. I will never forget the time my husband almost let a globe spider land on my head at that laundromat. I may still be a little upset about that one. Anyway – in 2009 we moved to our second apartment. We moved into a apartment complex and we managed to get one of the apartments that had a washer and dryer in the apartment. When we first moved there, there was only one building that allowed them and by the time we moved out they started to add them to other buildings. I was so excited to have one that I hugged it and someone took a picture.

It’s funny to think back then because this apartment was the smallest place we lived in but it was the most used placed for other people to stay and hang out. Everyone we knew used our washer and dryers – we lived down the road from the college we attended. I started to call our closet “The Hays Wash and Go”. It got to a point that we had a Facebook group for everyone who used the machine so we could make sure no one was using it when we needed to use it. My best friend had an apartment in the same complex but she did not have a unit and I remember her fiance/husband would come over to do laundry often.

I was doing laundry yesterday and we have a family member visiting. I was throwing a load in when they asked if I wanted to throw this towel into the the washer. I responded with “I don’t wash towels with clothes.” Now this person would get upset with me when we would do laundry at their house because I would never add the towels to the wash, when I was allowed to do the wash. I’m pretty sure they thought I was trying to make a point but most of the time I just didn’t even think about it, because of the one rule I had. They finally did ask me about it and I told them the same thing I told them when they asked about the towel. I’m pretty they think it’s stupid but they most likely have their own rules that they aren’t even aware they have for their own laundry.

This got me thinking about what rules do we have when it comes to doing laundry. I was never really taught the “correct” way to wash clothes. I am currently listening to another book and the author got talking about laundry. I got to the portion of the book after I had my own thought but she talked about how we may of been taught we had to separate our whites from our colors. I know that a lot of people will wash their delicates in their own load. I have never really done that – I may hold off washing a red item with whites if I haven’t washed it before but other then that all our clothes go in together. The only “rule” I really have is not washing clothes with towels, blankets, and sheets. Now I do break this rule if I am doing a load of towels and I discovered I missed an item from my normal load of clothes. I will throw it in but I typically I do not combine them.

What are you own rules when it comes to laundry?
Do you use bleach?
What are some rules you have been taught that you don’t apply?
How often do you use dryer sheets?

When we have our own house someday I want to have a laundry room because I want to keep our clothes in that space. I also plan on making a sign that says “The Hays’ Wash and Go” in honor of all the times other people used our washer and dryers. Now we will be a family of 8 so needless to say we will be doing laundry almost everyday.

Explosive Moment – Parent Edition

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You know as a parent you’re in a bad way when your husband is upstairs working and he hears your distressed, comes down and sits with the kids for a bit. I did not have my finest moment yesterday and unfortunately they seem to be happening more and more these days. Honestly there isn’t really any true excuse to my reactions because over all it really isn’t that big of a deal. It’s just an annoyance in the moment and the thing is me yelling about it isn’t going to change the fact that I have to take care of it.

I foolishly rested my eyes on the couch yesterday when I thought my kids were watching TV in the same room. Usually I will shut the gate but my oldest knows how to open it and since he can do a lot more than his sibling he is the one I now need to keep in the room. I used to have it just for the younger ones but he is getting more daring these days. Anyway – I realized that it was to quiet and the only child that was in the room with me was my youngest boy who is 2. When you leave the room we called the sun room you walk into a space that has a build in desk but you can see the kitchen. I noticed there was water on the floor. I asked out loud why was there water on the floor and when I finally got in the view of the dining room I discovered my oldest took the small plastic bin and put water in it. He had it on the dining room table and him and his 3-year-old brother was playing in it. I did not react very well because I was annoyed that there was water all over the place (it could have been worse) and I told him no earlier when he asked for the water. As I was getting upset with him and trying to find a towel my 2-year-old joined in. My oldest ended up in the sunroom crying and I realized that one of the BOB books was taken out and the younger two emerged it in the water.

Now I was not just upset about the water but now one of the teaching resources I have that I keep out of reach for this very reasons is ruined. My oldest push a chair to the cabinet and pulled out one of the books. He asked to see them earlier in the day I told him later. I guess I wasn’t moving fast enough and I know the reason why he did it was because he is able to read the first six books on his own. He is proud of himself and I was too tired earlier in the day to bring them down. Oh on top of this my daughter who is 8-months was whining in the other room because she was ready for a cup but I was trying to move the water bin to the smaller table with a towel. On the bright side the younger two were entertained for a while. I finally got her a cup and my husband ended up holding her for a little bit but I was still in a bad mood. I felt bad because I could have handle that better instead of reacting so quickly. I mean there was a small part of me that was proud of him for getting the bin all by himself. I was really disappointed over the book but I think I may have another set in the garage because my MIL sent me the one I told her I didn’t need because I already had a copy.

If I’m completely honest I am having a hard time in how little I can do without feeling so strained physically and having to sit because I’m so out of breathe. What scares me is I’m only 22 weeks what will I be like at 32 weeks? My husband has it in his head I’m going to be put on bed rest at some point. I don’t like being in a place I can’t do things on my own. I am a pretty independent person and I hate how long it takes me to do normal life things. I ended up sitting on a pillow on the floor finally sorting the laundry and putting everything on hangers.

I want to get to a point that I don’t react so quickly because I want my kids to learn they can handle things with a better attitude. I am setting a poor example for my kids and often get upset with them when they react in the same way about other things. I love my kids and I know I’m not a bad mom but I do need to get myself in a place that I am not reacting so poorly.

What are some strategies that help you not react so poorly to your children?

Spent

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I sat at the dining room table venting to my husband and there were times I just sat there saying nothing. He looked at me and told me I look exhausted and he wasn’t wrong because in that very moment I felt it. He told me to go to bed but the thing is I can’t go to bed unless I fully clean the kitchen. We have a free agent of a mouse roaming around which we have seen a few times. There are traps but mice aren’t stupid creatures and the traps were set by a company we hired so who knows if they already have a mouse inside them. The company is returning this coming month – anyway I never go to bed unless the kitchen is fully cleaned. Now I will say this since I just went on about the mouse, this is the first time we have seen one downstairs. The only place we have physically seen them has been upstairs and we have seen evidence in the drawers when we first moved in. This is why we don’t use the kitchen drawers and don’t have a whole lot in the cabinets.

My husband went back upstairs to either go back to work or play his game – I failed to ask mostly because I am super tired. I sat at the table for another 30 minutes when I finally got up to wash dishes. I wanted to do more but honesty I under estimated how tired I truly felt. I got my bed ready, collected all the water cups, and sat on my stool while I washed the dishes. I am physically tired because I am getting bigger and I know it’s only going to get worse. My left leg and other area hurts all the time due to the varicose veins. I went out with my three youngest to pick up pull-ups and a couple things I wanted to get to organize the kids writing/coloring/drawing items. It’s always a marathon when going out but at least the boys were good the whole time. I feel like that me being so tired is kind of dumb because I really didn’t do a whole lot today. I did managed to do two loads of laundry and that does required going up and down the stairs.

Oh wait – I did give all the kids a shower and that is a challenge. I usually put all three boys in the tub together and get it all done in one swoop but I gave each their own shower. They all hate it so it’s just a crying meltdown – the water is hard on the eyes, we have a standing tub (worse tub for young kids), and I don’t want them drinking the water which they do every time they have a bath. This is why I have to give them a shower instead of a bath. I guess on one level I did do a little more physical workout then normal but I think I am emotionally drained as well. I didn’t tell my husband that I cried as I made his dinner. I won’t get into details but I had a memory come to the front of my mind and I wanted to throw something. I find myself wanting to get angry and yell at the top of my lungs over these thoughts. I am mostly just tired of them coming back over and over again. I actually prayed the other day asking God what will it take for them to go away for good? I can’t change what happened and I can’t changed the fact that I know way too much information. I just don’t want to think about it anymore. I don’t want to keep crying over it and I want to move on with life.

I wish I could turn back time and change a lot of things and maybe just maybe it would have never happened. But it did and it’s been years but for some reasons I am still struggling with the memories. I struggle with the anger I feel and how other things happened due to it all. I’m angry that I can’t get myself on a scheduled, I’m angry that I get short with my kids, I get angry that I don’t have a support system, I am angry that my youngest still won’t sleep through the night, I am angry that I wake up often due to dreams, dry mouth (mouth breather at night), and ending up on my back. I am angry that I don’t have a routine for my kids, I am angry that once again we are uncertain of our future, I am angry that we need things and I want to be in a place that I can buy them on my own, I am angry that the cost of the vehicle we want is high even for used ones, I am angry that people often believe the worse things about me (instead of actually talking to me about it), I am angry that I have no friends, and the list goes on and on.

I want to move, I want to get settled in one location, I want to get out of debt, I want to be able to buy the resources I want for my kids, I want to be able to not worry about the cost of food, I want to be content, I want to be organized, I want to be finished with all the boxes in the garage, I want to see healing among our extended families, I want to have a solid foundation in my marriage, I want to have a solid foundation in my faith, I want to be able to communicate, I want to stop feeling like a failure, I want to know what it means to be a woman, I want to not hate my skin, I want to not hate my hair, I want to start taking better care of myself, I want to be loved and wanted, I want to stop being afraid of doing the things I want to do, I want to get hearing aids, I want to find a church, I want to be able to defend my faith, I want to be a good mom, I want to be understood and heard.

I guess I am a lot more tired then I cared to admit and it’s time to call it a night. Growing a life is hard work but man growing multiples at once is a whole new level.

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