A Minute Late And A Dollar Short

8 Sep

I have decided that “A minute late and a dollar short” is the new slogan for my life. Whenever I have a good idea someone had the same good idea twelve hours before I did. I am always either chasing life or waiting for life to catch up with me. We never seem to be in sync. It can get really frustrating and makes me feel like I am either wasting time or slacking off and I could do without either of those feelings. I am hoping that sometime soon my universe starts to balance out. I mean I am a Libra. I am not big into astrology, but my sign is supposed to be the balanced one. Haha. Universe-1 Lizzy-0.

Now that I got that out of my system I can talk about other things. Thanks for hanging with me!

It has been a busy few days. I have been so busy that I have literally forgotten to eat a few meals here and there. Unhealthy, I know. Luckily it has been a productive few days and luckily Tom and I went on a “date” to Ihop and I cured my grumbling stomach. Since Ariahna was diagnosed with an egg allergy I haven’t been able to eat pancakes…I need pancakes to survive…well to keep a smile on my face anyway which may as well be the same thing.

My mom watched the kids and Tom and I got breakfast and went to a few open houses. I actually enjoy open houses and they help us figure out what we “need” in a house vs what we “want” in a house. We got the kids around 2 and Tom had to go to a work party at 4. He didn’t even want to go, but being the boss man he kind of had to. Apparently it ended up being a big bust and he was cranky because he wasted his time and blah blah blah.

School also started Tuesday and that has been a lovely addition to an already full schedule. We have been managing it well, but at this point it really isn’t fun.

What else? Hmmm. Oh, I helped my dad get his Amazon store set up and he even bought a few things to sell. The things he got should all sell pretty quickly so that’s cool. Now I don’t have to feel guilty about him spending his money because of advice I gave him. Ha! Time will tell if he becomes a retail arbitrage addict like I am. I must admit it would be pretty funny if it became a full blown business for him. The man probably can’t even find a gallon of milk in the grocery store, so the thought of him making a living by shopping is pretty ironic. It is still cool that he is interested in it. He certainly has the business minded brain for it.

I feel like I need to slow down so I don’t get burnt out, but when I slow down I just get cranky and antsy. I guess that’s what I get for having my job and my passion be the same thing. Maybe I should just feel lucky. Finding a great item to sell is such a great feeling and being able to support my family by that great feeling is even better.

Off to list some things on eBay…and then maybe I will head to bed and dream of Walmart toy aisles. Tomorrow I will turn off the electronics and enjoy spending time with my other passion in life…my family.

Later days blog world!

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