I have been out of whole wheat flour for over a month now. It’s not that I forget to pick it up when I am at the store because I remember every time. It’s more that I don’t pick it up because picking it up means I not only have to lift it, pay for it, carry it into the house and then put it away in the cabinet, I have to deal with that entire process getting flour on me and every surface the bag touches.
You know I am right. Those flour bags always have flour dust and I am just not in the mood.
I am also out of chia seeds. I see them in the grocery store and remember I am out of chia seeds but don’t buy them simply because I don’t feel like it. Explain it? I can’t.
Also on the grocery store topic, I need a coupon organizer. Not a big bulky file folder and not some sort of crazy coupon binder like you see on Extreme Couponing, just something small to keep my clippings in one place.
And if I ever find the right coupon holder, I need to remember to bring it with me to the stores instead of leaving it home because leaving my coupons home, which is what normally happens, never helps me when I am trying to save money.
I said this to my friend the other day and we liked it so much I made it a pretty pinnable quote:
I went to the gym yesterday to use the elliptical machine according to my cross-training plan even though it was gorgeous outside and I wanted to run.
My triceps have been noticeably sore this week and I think it has everything to do with playing basketball with my son on Mother’s Day. I told him my arms were sore and he said it’s because I don’t know how to properly shoot a basketball.
Speaking of my son, I am trying real hard to let him be his own person even if that means his own person is not a morning, organized, do your homework immediately type of person.
I can’t relate or understand how he is mine with his style of daily functioning but part of me keeps hoping that through trial and error, he will learn to see the organized light.
We had a little situation here the other morning where I found myself TYPING UP his assignment TEN MINUTES BEFORE he was to leave for school.
Why does he wait until the last minute to do everything when I am the complete opposite and have things done as soon as they are assigned?
Why were his sentences not showing a genuine effort? Why was my computer crashing over and over making it virtually impossible to get the assignment completed before the bus was picking him up? Why the heck was I helping at all?
I flipped my lid (do people still say flipped my lid?) so above and beyond my normal motherly flipping and I think this time my extreme parental ranting and raving had an effect because I received the following text from my son while he was on the bus to school…
1. Welcome to my world.
2. You cannot make this stuff up.
3. I received the text while I was running and was so taken by his phrasing that I almost stopped running to forward the message to everyone I know which is a big deal because it takes a lot to get me to stop mid-run.
4. Why can’t he string words together like that in his school assignments?
5. Of course he threw in asking to go to The Cheesecake Factory because he knew he had me right where he wanted me.What I'm Thinking About Today #thinkingoutloud #motherhood #coupons #quotes @runningwithspoons Click To Tweet
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If you clip coupons, where do you put them?
What groceries do you know you need yet skip in the store for no good reason?
What’s on the workout agenda for today? I will be running outside this morning 🙂