Weekend Tip-Off: Saving Time

I find it interesting that my last post was about how I don’t have time and I’ve been putting off asking for time-saving tips until I had the time to write about it.

My biggest advice for saving time is something I haven’t been doing myself lately. THINK! Take the time to think and plan what you do.

Take a few minutes each week and then each morning to prioritize your activities. Group together similar activities so you’re not in the car running errands every single day.

If you know you’re gonna be running around all day, pack food in your car for the kids AND yourself so you don’t need to make one more stop at a fast food restaurant.

Keep lists and records. These have shaved off minutes and hours of planning time for me.

If you notice yourself saying, “What the chicken? This is such a waste of time. Why do I always DO this?” stop doing the thing.

If despite all of your best intentions, you are always late, always unkempt and always cranky at your family, cancel some activities. You’re trying to fit too much in and the crankier you are, the less productive you’ll be. (A “friend” has this problem. Phew! I’m sure glad it’s not me.)

I still need a lot of help in this area. What do you do to save time? Next weekend we’ll talk about how to spend all of this free time we’re saving up.

reasons: the giant rat vacuum, car insurance, toilet tabs, sleep

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No Time

I have a lot to write about in regards to our rodent problem, my car accident on the way to The Nutcracker, why I’m canceling every fun activity from my children’s lives to make them happier and the roofing project going on two inches from Magoo’s bedroom window.

However, I’m too busy cleaning vomit out of people’s eyes, scooping it out of car seats, rinsing out barf bowls and trying to buy a Lysol car bomb online.

I still wish a biohazard suit had come with THE BOOTS.

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Oral Transmission of Folklore

This is how wives tales and urban legends get started.

A while ago, Laylee and I were having a conversation and she COULD NOT concentrate on what I was saying because I kept closing my eyes.

Me: No I’m not.
Laylee: Yes you are. Please STOP!
Me: I’m just blinking.
Laylee: Please don’t do it. Look at me.

I then proceeded to give an increasingly dire account of what would happen if people didn’t blink to protect the moisture in their eyes. She still wanted me to stop. I finally ended the conversation by telling her that if people didn’t blink, then their eyes would shrivel up and fall out. Since she likes me to have eyes for things like reading stories and finding princess crowns, she decided I could keep them.

That was a couple of months ago.

Yesterday we were at the chiropractor, when the musculoskeletal diagram caught her attention.

Laylee: Hey mom! See that pirate? He’s got no EYES!
Me: Hmmm…
Laylee [matter-of-factly]: It’s because he never blinked and then they fell out. That’s sad. I try to blink sometimes in front of Magoo to teach him that he needs to moisturize.

Well halle-doodly-lujah! Any day now I expect to find her rubbing Oil of Olay into his sockets.

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Because Boy am I Beginning to Be Bothered By Alliteration

And mostly because Tuesdays have become days of insanity where my head repeatedly exands and contracts on the verge of explosion, Tip Tuesday is morphing into Weekend Tip-Off.  It will be up and running this Saturday.  I hope you still come by and play.

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Free at Last

This person

nursery man

is finally old enough to attend our church nursery after nearly 18 months of chaos. I want to buy new cars for all of the nursery workers or at the very least wash their current cars’ windshields with my tears of joy.

Seeing Magoo clap his hands and yell “Yay-MEN!” after a prayer in nursery is fun. Not hearing him yell other choice words during the adult meetings anymore is even more funner.

the reasons: spongy bones for children, exterminators

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I’ve Been Clean for Over 24 Hours

Well, I’m usually clean. The good news is, my kitchen has been clean for over 24 hours.

I decided yesterday that since I could not, in fact, keep my house clean as long as Laylee and Magoo were still residing in it, I could pick the one room I can control and set it up as a fortress of clean. Continue reading

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