It Started With One Innocent Trip to Buy Shelves…
Girl… I am THIS close to having a full-blown meltdown over shelves and curtain rods.
Not bills.
Not world problems.
CURTAIN RODS.
I bought shelves because I told myself:
“Jade, it’s time to get organized.”
Cute idea in theory.
Except now I have to:
– clean the disaster area first
– assemble the shelves
– somehow magically make all the clutter fit on them
– and emotionally recover halfway through the process
And honestly? There’s a very real chance these shelves won’t even hold everything I bought them for. So now I have anxiety about future organization problems that haven’t even happened yet. 😭
The Curtain Rods Were a Personal Attack 🙃
Then — because apparently I enjoy creating problems for myself — I bought like eight curtain rods to make the house feel fresh and cozy.
WRONG SIZE.
Every.
Single.
One.
But listen…
I already bought them.
I already mentally decorated the room.
And at this point I’m too stubborn to return them.
Nobody visiting my house is walking around with a measuring tape anyway.
If the curtain rod sticks out too far?
Mind your business and enjoy the vibes.
Old Houses Really Be Testing People
Can we PLEASE talk about old houses for a second?
Because why do old houses have:
– one tiny closet
– no storage
– weird layouts
– random little useless corners
– and approximately 47 places for clutter to collect?
I’m over here trying to prepare for a future foster placement so I DON’T feel overwhelmed later… but trying to get organized is currently MAKING me overwhelmed.
The Kitchen Is Personally Attacking Me
The fridge needs deep cleaned.
The cupboards need wiped down.
Part of me wants to repaint the kitchen cabinets.
Another part of me wants to throw a blanket over everything and pretend it doesn’t exist.
And every time I clean one area, another area suddenly looks offensive.
Like EXCUSE ME??
Why are YOU dirty now too??
Why Am I Irritated by Literally Everything? 😭
And lately everything irritates me.
That crooked picture frame?
Annoying.
A cabinet that won’t close correctly?
Instant rage.
Someone asking me what’s for dinner while I’m already overstimulated?
I may actually short-circuit.
At this point I genuinely can’t tell if I’m:
– stressed
– burnt out
– overstimulated
– entering peri-menopause
– or just a woman trying to hold together 900 tiny responsibilities at once
Probably all five honestly.
Because one minute I’m fine…
…and the next I’m irrationally angry at a junk drawer that won’t shut because apparently we own 47 expired coupons, three dead batteries, and a single mystery key nobody recognizes.
Honestly? I Think Women Are Carrying Too Much
And maybe that’s the thing nobody talks about enough.
Sometimes women aren’t falling apart because they’re “dramatic.”
Sometimes we’re just mentally carrying:
– the house
– the schedules
– the clutter
– the future planning
– the emotional load
– the grocery list
– the appointments
– and everyone else’s needs at the exact same time
All while trying to create homes that feel warm, peaceful, and safe.
Even if we’re hanging on by a single command strip. 😭
Please Tell Me I’m Not the Only One Living Like This 😂💕
So if you’re currently sitting in your house surrounded by unfinished projects, emotional support drinks, random bins, laundry piles, and at least one thing that’s been sitting on the counter for three weeks…
Please tell me I’m not the only one living like this.
Because right now it feels like I’m taking two steps forward, three steps back… and tripping over a curtain rod on the way down.
Anyway… I’m off to emotionally recover and pretend those curtain rods fit. 😂💕
Until next time have a blessed day.