Thursday, September 15, 2016

Natural DIY Home CLeaners

Remember in Monday’s post when I said that at one time I believed I was going to be an accountant? Well, while that may not have been my chosen career after all the idea of money thriftiness still remained. I am thrifty. There I said it. I love shopping at thrift shops, online swaps, and yard sales. I am the person who gets excited at Kroger because I am using coupons I’ve spent time clipping. That’s me.  So when I finally realized how much money I was spending on cleaning supplies, I knew something had to stop. Not to mention, around this time was also the birth of Monkey and I started getting very concerned about the amounts and types of chemicals that were going into his our systems.

I started exploring the ideas of homemade all natural cleaning supplies.  Now I know I know, bleach is pretty awesome. You can pretty much clean anything with it, but I always worried about my baby getting into it.  That I didn’t like. I wanted something even more natural. So here we are with some of my favorite DIY Home Cleaners.

Monday, September 12, 2016

You Are Never Too Old To Chase Your Dreams

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When I was 16 years old, I was able to intern at a local college. It was an internship through my high school, and it was one of the best things that could have happened to me. It all started when I applied for the program so I could try to intern at an accounting firm, which is where I thought I would work one day as an accountant, but because I had no work experience they passed me up. Thankfully my teacher at the time lined me up another interview with the staff at our local college.  I was selected, and I started in July of my junior year. I worked at this college through high school and then completed my Associates Degree also while working there. In total, I worked there for four and a half years. For a first job, that is a pretty lengthy amount of job. 
I am so thankful for that experience as it completely changed my life in more ways than one. I met my best friend who led me to my husband and the life experiences I learned there can’t be replaced.

Tuesday, September 6, 2016

Daring To Hold Them Back

As a mother I want the very best for my children. I stay up late at night, praying that I am following the correct path is raising them. I make sure they aren’t couch potatoes, they at least like some sort of fruit or vegetable, and they aren’t allowed any caffeinated drinks other than sweet tea (I’m from the south… it’s in our blood). So when Monkey started having trouble in school last year, I started having a very hard time.

What do I mean by having trouble? Well it turns out his maturity level wasn’t ready for school yet. I didn’t know, and I was just following what I thought I was supposed to do. He had turned four in the later part of May before he started school. He was the youngest one in his class, with many of his classmates turning 5 that August. That is almost a year difference, and in kids years that is a very long time.

Wednesday, August 10, 2016

I Want Them To Have More.

As a mother I am always in a state of worry for some reason or another. A lot of times, as usual, I worry about their futures. I hope that I am not damaging them in some way, I hope that I am giving them the tools they need, and I hope that I am encouraging them enough.

Growing up my family had one goal: college. I don’t blame my parent’s for wanting that for me, but it wasn’t what I wanted. After many years of being miserable on a scholarship at a University I withdrew. I have never looked back, and that’s okay. Yes, education is important, I want my boys growing up knowing that college will be there.  I want them to know that money doesn't equal happiness and that you can't take it with you when you die. I don't want them to chase money,  I want them to have more.

Monday, August 1, 2016

Life Lately

So here at The Outnumbered Nest, it is as crazy messy place of business as usual. You wouldn’t think one person could be so busy, but yet here I am.

My grandmother is doing very well in her recovery of her second broke leg. She is now officially off a walker and mostly off a cane. She still has her bad days, but thankfully she is starting to become her old self again.

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