Compulsive hoarding is a mental disorder that is just beginning to be understood. As a hoarder, I have acquired things over the years with a specific purpose in mind at the time of the acquisition, used some of those items for their intended purposes, forgotten the goal for different objects, but now that I find that they have outlived their purpose in my life I am struggling to rid myself of those same things.

You can read the start of my journey here.

Monday, March 1, 2010

I think the Kitchen Fairy died.

At least I'm assuming that's why she didn't do my dishes while I was sleeping last night.

My jaw aches tonight from being propped open to take care of my dental work. It's a little sore from the shots of deadening, too, but nothing a little ibuprofen can't handle. I'm hoping a good night's sleep will help it feel fine tomorrow.

I am frustrated tonight. I feel like I'm having a hard time getting back on track with the girls home sick. Don't get me wrong. I wouldn't send them to school sick, and I feel bad they don't feel well. It just feels like I can't make much progress with them home from school.

So tonight before I go to bed, I'm writing a list of things I'll be working on tomorrow. Things I can do when the girls are home and awake. Lists really do help me to stay focused on the task at hand.

Besides, I have a feeling the Kitchen Fairly will be a no-show again tonight.


  1. I am pretty darn sure we have a troll that messes up the house while we are sleeping! Surely, I did not leave it in such condition before we all went to bed! He must have done it!

  2. My kitchen fairy took one look at the mess in my kitchen, chuckled weakly and fainted. Ever try to revive one? Not pretty.

    Hope you're feeling better soon.
    I totally understand about the dental work, too. Ugh.

    I have more trouble getting things done when my hubby is home from work than when the kids are home... I'm accustomed to them.


  3. My kitchen fairy also seems to be on an ectended holiday... convention?

  4. The Kitchen Fairies must be on strike - a lifelong one - as ours hasn't shown up, either.

    Which means someone needs to tackle the kitchen. Yippee.


  5. Ha ha, Anne's comment just made my day!! It was the troll!! I pray for the kitchen fairy to make a full recovery, but I think its as fruitless as thinking the laundry fairy is going to put away all 4 loads that need to be put away today...

  6. I think I saw footprints in the sink! It looked like a herd of trolls had come through! ;)


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