Homemade Laundry Detergent, Allergy Meds, and Being in Control of Something....Anything!

I'm on a quest. Now, a few days ago my so-called quest would have been to find a box of flippin' washing soda within a hundred miles of here.

I found it. So now, I'm moving onto a new quest: Making my own laundry detergent.

Go ahead and laugh. I know I did...at first. But, a family of five goes through an awful lot of laundry soap, if you must know! I do at least one to two loads a day. I finally found the silly washing soda. Thankyouverymuch, Winco! I am putting off going outside and finding one of the bazillions of 5-gallon buckets that we have on the property. (David is a collector, of sorts!)

I just stepped out the back door and asked 13YO to rustle one up for me. I've always been better at delegating than actually doing things. I would share with you my theory of how I was actually meant to never walk, but instead be carried around on a velvet pillow while being fanned with palm leaves and fed grapes by several well-oiled men in loin cloths and....

OOPS! That's a blog for another day!

So, I'm about to attempt to make my own homemade laundry detergent. It only makes sense that I would try this. After all, I do make my own homemade chicken broth. I've even made my own yogurt! I've done that a couple of times, but it's not well-received by my rather skeptical family and I cannot eat two quarts of yogurt on my own, so it doesn't actually save MY FAMILY any money. It's cool to be able to do, though!

The bucket is in and washed. I just need to get my bottom up and off this chair and do it. I think I just need to think on it a little more...

I blame the Zyrtec. I took one last night before I went to bed. It leaves me in a fog, but without the itchy throat and eyes. So, I guess it's worth it? Only time will tell...

Why do so many people like spring so much?

I've always been a cheap date when it comes to medication, and allergy meds are no exception. They either make me feel all buzzy, like I want to crawl out of my own skin, or they knock me out.

Why recreational drugs are so popular is beyond me!

I've come to learn that I need to feel more powerful in my own life. I know, running a house and raising three kids should make me feel powerful enough, right? But nothing could really be further from the truth. Instead, I feel like I am mostly ignored and the chaos just swirls around me like a vortex with bad hearing. Do you know what opened my eyes to this need to be in control? Working the cake walk at my daughter's school carnival.

I got to be the one to push the button that starts and stops the music. I realized that I controlled a huge group of people. They walked when I decided it was time to walk. They stopped when I decided it was time for the to stop.

Hmmmmm....if only my children listened so well....

I guess that's why I never really liked walking in cake walks myself! I don't like being told what to do. HECK! I don't like to follow my own to-do lists!!!

Want proof? Blogging is NOT on my list of things to do today!

Yet, here I am.

Does anyone else watch Private Practice? The season finale was Thursday night. It will be a long time before I can get that awful image of the final scenes out of my head. And I don't get to see what happens until next fall. I watched an hour of sitcom reruns to try to get the images out of my head. Yet, I still awoke in cold sweats with a knot in my stomach and a pounding head at 5:30. It was those images...they were racing through my head. They woke me up. I don't know why it's getting to me so much. Because I'm a woman and I've been pregnant?

I feel sick right now just thinking about it.

On that note, I hope the rest of your weekend goes well. Oh, and...

BITE ME, ABC!!!

I will blame you for my sleep loss until another thing stresses my out and takes the place of that knot in my stomach!

You have a good day, now.