Kinda Whiny

In CategoryNavel Gazing

We spent the whole weekend getting ready for a gigantic garage sale we are hoping to have in a couple of weeks. We cleaned years of CRAP out of the basement, and just moving it to the garage felt liberating. It’s not like it’s all really crap, but it there was so much of it, I felt disgusted and discouraged. Who are these people that bought all this stuff? Why did I think I needed not one, but two mini-muffin tins? Why did I buy a tiny mirror at a thrift store for $3, carefully wrap it, and stick it in a box for 14 YEARS?

Everywhere I looked, I saw dollar signs.

And they were fly – fly – flying away.

Not only that, but it was FILTHY down there. Yet another reason to be grossed out by ourselves. Most of my friends think that my house is perfectly clean all the time. I don’t know where they get this idea, except that whenever someone comes over, I go into panic mode and we all scramble to pick up. I scramble and bark orders and scare people with the crazy eyes. I’m a multi-tasker that way. Plus, I don’t let people upstairs to witness the kids’ bathroom or the giant pile of laundry that inhabits on our bed.

So not only was I confronted by crap and filth, but I also had to work and lift stuff and the dust got all up on me, and now my eyes have been hurty for three days.

AND I’m too tired to do any of the things I need to be doing, like school and bread baking and dinner making.

And being tired reminds how close I am to turning FORTY, which is, I guess, officially OLD.

FORTY. I will be forty in 31 days.

My husband said turning forty was really no big deal, because after you do it, it’s over and you don’t have to worry about turning forty anymore.

I asked him when he was planning on realizing his next big one was FIFTY.

Judging by the look on his face, that had not occurred to him yet.

I might have taken a small amount of pleasure in being the first one to remind him about it.

Another small sample of the the Awesome Wife Service I offer.

AND THEN, this morning, all my Twitter pals were bragging about being on Spring Break, and I got all grumbly and jealous and whiny and started wondering why I didn’t schedule a break for us, because we could sure use a break…

and then I checked my schedule…

and we WERE supposed to be on Spring Break this week.

And now I’m all confused.

Which must be another symptom of being forty.

Except I am NOT forty YET, so forty better just step off.



11 Responses to “Kinda Whiny”

  1. Applie Says:

    Since you were suppose to be on spring break this week and didn’t, you can be on spring next week.

    Forty is nothing. Wait until you turn fifty. Now that’s bad.
    Applie´s last blog post ..Changing the Apologia Biology Page

  2. Happy Elf Mom Says:

    Ohhh, has the fact that other people think your house is spotless COMPARED TO THEIRS popped into your brain??

    Now think about that for a little while… lol. 🙂
    Happy Elf Mom´s last blog post ..Self-Taught

  3. Michelle Hulse Says:

    I scheduled a week for a spring cleaning break at the beginning of the month. For the record, I do not feel any better. Oh wait, maybe that’s because I didn’t finish and left all the HARD stuff (decluttering the little one’s room and my closet and dresser) for later. The piles of crap are still taunting me.
    Michelle Hulse´s last blog post ..Drool

  4. Kristy Says:

    yeah, and Applie would know how bad 50 is! she’s got experience.

    I did not think 40 was any big deal. I feel better in my 40s than I have at any other time in my life. 40s are liberating! You are wise. You are experienced. Yet you are still young and energetic.

    I hope that you do well with your garage sale. When you are holding that $1,000 in your hands, all the pain and agony will be forgotten.
    Kristy´s last blog post ..Anthony- 14 years old

  5. Tressa Says:

    My spring break was lame. It wasn’t a break at all. I want another one.

    My husband will be 39 in a couple of weeks. He is having a very hard time with it. I am not even supposed to talk about it. I think it is hard because he works with a bunch of young’uns. So I sympathize with you.

    And think of all the money you are going to have after your garage sale. Nice. But, after the garage sale DO NOT allow the stuff to come back into your house. Take it directly to Goodwill or something. That is my tip for the day.
    Tressa´s last blog post ..Toe Walking Stinks

  6. Ashley Says:

    Now that the basement is cleaned out, take your garage sale proceeds,go buy two giant bags of sand and twenty sunlamps and have Spring Break in the basement!! Perfect solution – beach without gas prices, no one gawking at you in your swimsuit, kids can’t disappear and cause panic!
    …and with the leftover money, a bottle of margarita mix. Known to remedy hurty eyes.
    Problem solved.

  7. Helena Says:

    Now, Deb, I say soothingly, I say to the Deb who’s standing in the corner of her (clean!) basement snarling and her hurty eyes streaming, 40’s not so bad. In fact, I decided 41 was the year I’d start celebrating Still Being Around, and told everyone to FORGET THE NUMBER. I said it fairly nicely. I mean, I didn’t hurt anyone, or use memory-reducing-drugs, but I was firm and all. I said sweetly, Let’s not think about what age I am, shall we? Let’s not EVER THINK ABOUT IT AGAIN. Then I waved my hands; I swung the watch on the pendulum; I had them look deep into my eyes.

    I think it worked! They still think I’m 41!
    Oh. Wait.
    Helena´s last blog post ..a gift

  8. Kirsten is Comfortably Domestic Says:

    I can relate to this post on more levels than should be legal.

    1. I turned 40 last month, which is really kind of dumb.
    2. I desperately need to finish the organization/purge of our basement, but I did the kitchen instead.
    3. I’d rather be on a warm, sunny beach with someone bringing me colorful drinks with tiny umbrellas in them. And doing my laundry.
    Kirsten is Comfortably Domestic´s last blog post ..The Only Frosting You’ll Ever Need

  9. Cathy Says:

    Haha. I relate to the barky woman…and turning 40, only I already did it, but it was traumatic, and still is, especially my accompanying gray streak.
    Cathy´s last blog post ..Chicky Day

  10. Tracey - JustAnotherMommyBlog Says:

    Another way to clean the basement is to have several floods in one season. Trust me.

    I am 35 tomorrow. Heh. You are making me feel young. THANK YOU! You are truly, truly considerate.
    Tracey – JustAnotherMommyBlog´s last blog post ..No joke

  11. Jana C Says:

    I am so glad you found my blog, I am loving yours ! 😉 The ladybugs didn’t do any pushups.

    I adore 40, hit it a couple of years back. I reallized soon after that it was so liberating. Now I can be one of those women that just doesn’t give a flip. hehe. Maybe it’s a family thing, women at 40 in my family just don’t give a dang.

    I do what I want, when I want, without worrying about what others think. Hmmm now that I think about it, it is probably because most of us were born to older mothers who are no longer around when we hit our 40’s.

    It is wonderful to be the Matriarch of my family. I get to be the senile one, and everyone respects me no matter what, or at least they pretend to.

    I take great delight in my hubby being almost exactly 10 years older than I am.

    Hope your 40’s are half as fun.
    Jana C´s last blog post ..We Have Lady Bug Pupas!