the fifo wife

So when husband is at work staying sane means being and staying organised. When I’m not orgainised and the houses isn’t I get a little crazy in my head. dont get me wrong Im a great multi tasker you have to be but I have the worst memory in the world.  I’m also a post-it note girl. Always have been. They are everywhere to remind me to do something. Or to remnd me of a brilliant idea. Post it note…turn off the sprinklers…post it note turn off the oven…yes it can be that bad.

So to ensure that everything runs smoothly I have three yes three planners…1st my ipod touch and its calender /alarm application I use this for in my bag for when I make a appointments whilst on the run out and about.  I never thought I would be a techy girl because Im old fashioned I love to write things down but its so easy , small and ohhh the possiblities on it are endless. 2nd My dairy I put all dates especially longterm dates ahead here. When bills are due etc 3rd My weekly planner I use this for the week ahead. On it it has an area for shopping list. I also put my menu plan for the week here. I write everything down everything. I brought mine from kikki k but you could just down load one from the net there are so many good ones.

How does any one do it with out a diary and a weekly planner?  It saves so much time during the week. Im a happy planner.

Each Sunday I sit down and go through my dairy and ipod and transfer any dates for the week ahead on to my weekly planner. Sounds abit OCD but I like to be organised. Makes things a lot easier. Its also when I do my menu plan and shopping list. Its also good for FIFO husband he can see at a glance when he gets home what he is on for and there is no cross communication.

I keep mine in the kitchen visible for everyone to see. Just dont change anything without telling me.

There are so many options for household planners I so dont know how a house runs without one.

Love things being simple. lol

Have a great Thursday my friends..

XX Deb

Love this home is by the river thames in the UK.  Styled by Emily Rickard its just yummy. Enjoy my friends.

xxD

Whinge and whine. Im sorry. I have lots to post but I cant because I cant think. I dont think it will make sense. I havent slept much more than four hours for the last three nights. Im literally running on adrenalin I think and its sucks. I have two sick kids. I always seem to have sick kids for a period of time when FIFO husband is away.

Cryptosporidium (our second bout in a month thanks public swimming pool and daycare centre) and serious flu/ head cold action, Im not sure which.

It gives me the crackers that I will keep my kids home when they are sick but others send theirs to school and daycare to spread the germy love and spread the germy love they do right B1 and B3’s way. It really peeves me. Its always those two that get sick. Never B2. I dont know why.

Yet having said that I dont know there situation. I dont know how tired they are or how desperatly they just need a break even if it does mean sending their child to school sick as a dog. You just dont know I guess.

Back tomorrow,

xxDeb

Its coming up autumn here you can tell these are some of the last days of summer. The mornings are so much cooler and the leaves on my gorgeous crepe myrtles are starting to change one by one to a burnt orange. I love the change in the seasons.

So as these are the last days of summer we have spent most of it by the picnicking water this weekend one of mine and the boys favourite places to be.

We don’t live near the beach any creek or dam will do it doesn’t matter, I will picnic on the bank of the river underneath the shade of a tree anyway where.

Here’s to the last days of summer.

Have a lovely Monday my friends,

xxD

I have spoken about my issues with weight once before and well this month I have literally worked my backside off yet not make sense? I know that image and weight shouldn’t be an issue and I’m not overweight I just cant get myself to look the way I want too (isn’t that everyone’s problem?) despite working out everyday eating sensible meal’s blah blah. And until last week it baffled me. Why hasn’t it started to disappear a little more readily? All I want is non wobbly thighs and that thing I called a waist.I know I had one many years ago. Seven to be exact. Surly that’s not to much to ask of myself..I have only had three children consecutively. My excuse for everything.

This month It feels as though I haven’t stopped. School and all the extra activities are in full swing, the shop has reopened, I have helped a girlfriend open a ‘pop up shop’ next to mine. Its been crazy fun. I have been able to workout for an hour everyday yet my curvous backside and granny arms still exist whilst not disappointed I kept going wondering what the hell was wrong…I have worked hard these last few weeks….surly its not the fact I will soon be 35? Stupid freaking aging… metabolism?…which only slows down .01% after the age of 30 years so there goes that excuse.

Then as I was sitting there watching the news alone eating a bowl of rice crackers (love them!!) it dawned on me…I was reward eating..duh. I actually said in my head as I sat down I have worked hard today I’m going to have a piece of brownie…and a couple of rice crackers (and we know its not just a couple…don’t we?)  and thats okay but the exception is that most nights and if I’m honest most morning tea’s I say I have worked hard I will just have a brownie or a biscuit.

Que an ahhhh moment, a duh moment…a I feel slightly freaking stupid moment….

That moment was last week and guess what…a half kilo dropped..

So that’s it…instead of food..I’m going to reward myself with flowers..I love flowers. I can honestly say that if I stick to my self proclaimed promise my house will always be filled with flowers…

xxDeb