Three Things Thursday: 4 April 2019

aka: The Closing Out the Week and Emptying My Brain Edition

  1. Writing about myself doesn’t come naturally to me. I want to edit the text down to nothing and which is one of the reasons I picked writing as my #the100dayproject “art.” I’m a doer. A planner. A person that takes apart systems or processes, refines them and then puts them back together more efficiently. I’m not a sharer, and while I sometimes awkwardly overshare in person if I haven’t had adult conversations in a while, I rarely publish anything online that I wouldn’t want to talk about in a job interview or annual employment review.
  2. In advance of our move, we’re getting rid of the last vestiges of “baby” in our home. I finally listed all of the cloth diapers and related accouterment for sale in two Facebook groups today. It was liberating, and yet I still mourned doing so. We’re finished having babies. My youngest never wore cloth diapers and my eldest was in disposables after age two. Inertia kept me from selling sooner, but there’s no need to ship them back to the U.S.
  3. Spring is springing in Doha. It’s raining tonight (#thunderstormsinDoha) and the humidity was high today. Less than 60 days before wheels up…

Three Things Thursday: 05 April 2018

  1. ThisĀ marks the third week of at least one of the kids being sick. I can’t even begin to count the number of colds/viruses/et cetera that my kids and I have endured since arriving in Doha in September 2016. I’m over it. Sigh.
  2. I’ve exercised twice this week (another post about this will be forthcoming as soon as I get my thoughts in order) and my efforts to increase my overall #movement have been beneficial for both my mental and physical health
  3. Husband took most of this week off of work, which has been fantastic since the kids have been on spring break, and we considered booking in at one of the local hotels that were running staycation deals since we did not have any travel plans. Instead, we chose to stay home and order in every night instead of cooking, since we just wanted a break from the evening routine of cooking and cleaning.