Sunday, August 16, 2009

Questions, Thoughts and Rants

Periodically as I am driving around or going about my somewhat mundane life I have random blog thoughts. These thoughts consist of small ideas I have, questions I would like to pose to the world, or some small annoyance that I just need to let out into blogland but don't warrant an entire blog dedication. I usually forget about them, however today I think I will let you into the clutter that is my brain.

1. Is it possible to retrain yourself to be organized? I have always secretly wanted to be healthily neurotic about organization in my life, but alas I not only have multiple junk drawers, but also a junk room, and a junk storage unit. Granted Adam helps in this endeavor by having thousands of small nondescript hunting items, but still I could at least put them in a box marked Hunting Things That I Step On and Spout Curse Words. I am trying to overcome my lack of organization by trying to rewire my brain. My first step was organizing my closet into colors. I have never found this necessary, nor have I ever been irritated by colors all together, but now I am trying to make it annoying. Update coming forthwith....

2. This leads me to another issue I have. In my opinion there are two types of people in this world: Those who get a lot done in the day, and those that don't. I fall strongly into the latter classification. When I organized my closet into color schemes, it took the entire day, I'm not exaggerating, I woke up inspired, and went to bed when I was done. Some of you may be shocked, this will be the indication that you fall into the first classification. I am endlessly jealous of people who can get out of bed early and get things done, is there some secret? Please let me know!

3. I become instantly angry when people can't hear me and I have to repeat myself. It makes me insane, which is dumb because I tend to mumble.

4. I am so tired of living in apartments in a town filled with people who married at an extremely young age. Case in point, my visiting teacher got married during her senior year of high school, not because she had to, lest you think there were extreme circumstances, but because she wanted to. She has miraculously turned out to be normal and I love her immensely. However the problem I have is I am surrounded by people who basically don't know how to interact with each other in a mature way. I liken it to the freshman year of college mindset when you don't know how to live with anyone besides your family. This mindset leads to many immature fights about dishes, hair in the bathroom, and loud noises etc. By the time you've lived with say 50 or at least 5 roommates or so you start to learn how to be tolerant, flexible, and communicative. Here we are surrounded by people who have not had 50 roommates, more like 2 so they are still learning.

Case in point: Our parking spots are micro-machine size and Adam's truck doesn't fit in one spot so he usually will park on the street, but sometimes he parks in two spots if no one is around. The other day he went out to his car and an anonymous girl in our complex had left a scathing note on it telling him to park in one spot. One particularly poignant line went something like this, "How hard is it to park in one spot you idiot?" Although I fully understand that parking in two spots can be extremely annoying, a proper reaction might not have included childlike insults. Perhaps said person could come to our door and request he always park on the street because they don't ever have a spot, or they could find out why Adam parks in two spots etc. Any option would have been better than having a mini temper tantrum and writing a childish note without signing it. Incidentally Adam and I had a good laugh and chose not to observe her request, we decided that when she asked like a normal adult we would gladly always park on the street. This is just one of many instances of dealing with immature neighbors, all of which are like flashbacks to the dorms.

5. I have a few blogs that I follow where I don't know the author, I think it is referred to as blog stalking. Some of these people are so funny that I wish I knew them in real life. I guess its no different than reading a book and wishing you were friends with the author or even the main character i.e. Georgia Nicholson

6. I miss cable, I have no idea what is going on with SYTYCD and Project Runway is coming up. I thought I would watch less TV without cable, which I have somewhat, however now all I do is watch all my seasons of Gilmore Girls over and over. At least now I do housework while they are on since I have seen them so many times. We are saving quite a bit of money at least...

7. It is already getting cold here, bleh.

8. One thing I like about Idaho is EVERYONE has a garden, and they share. We have received SO much free produce that I am in vegetable heaven!

Ok this is getting too long, and I have so much more to share, but will hold back for the time being:)

10 comments:

wendys said...

I get a lot of things done in the day because I love calendars and checklists and I love checking every thing off the list when I accomplish it. Hmm about your apartment frustration... how's the housing market in rexburg? Affordable?

Nancy said...

I read number three and had to laugh... this is why we are friends, I feel exactly the same way... and mumble.

Kristan said...

1. I must admit I am an organization freak. The Container Store is one of my happy places :) My suggestion is go shopping! Buying stuff is always fun - even if it's boring organization stuff. Wow . . . I'm turning more and more into Monica Geller.

2. I am not that person who gets a ton of stuff done in a day. I am the person who has a To Do list and writes things I've alreayd done down so I can cross them off and feel accompished! It's a great. Try that :)

4. "You idiot!" Oh I love it.

6. I really can't belive you have made it this long and haven't gone back. Impressive.

7. Cold! Remind Idaho that it is still AUGUST!

Keep sharing. I love the randoms :)

janel said...

I got married young, but I also like to park in two parking spaces sometimes, so is that ok? (I pity the idiot who wants to park in the tight spot next to me...those three carseats are usually occupied by girls who love to swing the doors open wide...not matter how close neighboring Porsches may be parked.)

Rach said...

Angela, if you figure out how to rewire yourself to be organized, let me know. I am the queen of making lists and crossing them off (I'm a huge fan of white boards), but I also have several junk drawers and junk closets. It gets worse when you own a house, because then you can add junk garage, junk shed, junk spare room, and junk attic. I used to sort my clothes by colors, clothing type, length of pants/skirt, etc, but then Tim started doing the laundry and it all went out the window. And I haven't had a free day to rearrange everything because I'm too busy watching cable.

I've noticed the same thing about earlier married couples. Tim and I laugh at that whole "toilet seat" argument because there are so many worse things to argue about. Like Tim's high priest meetings going too long.

If you like funny blogs, check out this one: http://rachelsaysso.blogspot.com/
She is also a georgia nicholson fan and super hilarious. And it's not my blog, it's a different rachel, I swear.

Angela said...

That is the blog I stalk! She is hilarious and I wish she was my real life friend. If anyone wants a funny blog to read take note, plus she writes good book and movie reviews.

Rach said...

Have you watched North and South yet? I want to know what you think.

nadine said...

Angela! I found your blog on your facebook page and must say I enjoy your blog greatly. It makes me laugh out loud. I hope you're staying warm in Rexburg--if that's possible!

julie said...

I love reading your rants! I'm not someone who's very organized either. I try really hard sometimes, and the more kids I have the more I see the necessity of keeping organized, but I just can't seem to keep up. And yeah, I can't believe how cool it's getting all ready! June wasn't worth squat as far as summer goes, and one month of summer is NOT enough.

*holly* said...

Angela, I love your freaking guts. You are so funny to me. I miss you.