Monday, April 12, 2010

Creepage

If it weren't for book giveaways, I wouldn't have many posts here at the Backyard Fence the past couple weeks. It has been c-r-a-z-y busy in our household and I'm not sure why.

It might be that I'm closing up my business of 10 years.

It could be that baseball season has started which means three games a week (the last one requiring a one hour drive each way) and nightly practices for my son. Shopping for cleats for son and daughter -- she'll start softball in a couple weeks -- because heaven forbid that their feet should stay the same size from one season to the next.

It could have something to do with the new deck and screened-in porch going up in the back of our house, so that every.waking.nonworking.moment there is the sound of saws and screwguns and hammering.

Maybe it's because I'm so far behind with my desk work that I answer the phone, "Hello, it's in the mail."

It could be that the laundry is taking over our house. It makes its through the wash cycle, dryer and into a basket, and from there it gets waylaid before reaching its final destination, and is strewn throughout the house. My husband's term for this is 'creepage.' As in, "we have creepage" when my shoes start spilling over to his side of the closet or when sports equipment or one of my projects works its way over to his side of the garage. Creepage is when things start crawling out of their places, usually in the middle of the night or when no one is looking.

That must be what's happening to my blogging time. Creepage. Too many things are creeping in, leaving me little time for things like blogging, finishing books that I've started, painting my toenails and -- I really feel bad about this one -- cleaning my house.

I do see a light at the end of the tunnel. There's always a light at the end of the tunnel. Meanwhile, I'll blog my way through as best I can. In the meantime, to all of my readers -- all 10 of you -- thanks for putting up with me.

18 comments:

Frog Hollow Farm Girl said...

A sweet hello from Frog Hollow Farm. I know what you mean about 'creepage'- it's a good word. I always complain about getting things to a good place and then 'going backwards'. Like when we have the cleaning lady in on Thursday and decide to take down all the Christmas things on Saturday. Or when we get the house and grounds looking great for Easter and then still have the coolers with melted ice and beer and soda on the porch 2 weeks later. Life just takes over. What kind of business did you have? I remember you talking about not working several blogs back. Ciao, bella!

Inglesidemom said...

Sounds like my life! I pray that you are able to quickly wrap things up with the business and get your shoes put back in the right spot.

And I envy you the screened in porch!

M said...

Oh, Karen, it's like you've been to my house. I love this term "creepage" and I am going to use it! Creepage held me hostage until I was forced to tame it the week before Easter when we were having a houseguest (from Colorado). My life feels as frantic as you describe--my daughter is in track and volleyball right now, sometimes at the same time! And this my busiest time of year at work. I know things will calm down by June, but that feels quite a ways away.

Mary
Flat Rock Creek Notebook

Country Dreaming said...

Hi--
We just live in a BUSY world---
somethings just have to go on the back burner for a bit in order to get other stuff done.
Take it slow and come by when you can. Will keep checking in!

Melinda

diana said...

oh, there's all kinds of creepage at my house. there's so much creepage in our closet that my husband has just given up on having his "own" space =)

what kind of business did you have?

Donnetta said...

AH HA... so that's what this is called? The chaos of this season... creepage.

Have you mentioned exactly what the business is that you are closing? If so, I've missed it. :-)

We're not in baseball and softball but instead soccer and track so I can relate to the schedules even if it's different sports.

This time of creepage shall too pass... uh, right?

Susanne said...

Well I never could put a name to that but creepage about describes what goes on around here! LOL.

It will be so nice for you when everything is all wrapped up. Praying everything goes smoothly and quickly towards that goal for you.

Linda said...

There must be an epidemic of creepage right now. Hang in there, I've heard it passes eventually!

Becky said...

Creepage is a great work to describe it. And better than some others I can think of (sewage, spillage, garbage .. hehe).

Here's hoping things slow down enough for you to thoroughly enjoy that new deck and screened porch. I cannot wait to see pictures of that.

Rizzi said...

HI KAREN,
"CREEPAGE," A GOOD WORD, AND A SCARY ONE TOO. HOW DO WE GET SO MUCH CREEPAGE?
IT SEEMS TO BE GONE ONE DAY, BUT RETURNS THE NEXT. I AM STILL CLEANING OUT THE SAME CLOSET FOR THE PAST TWO MONTHS, MAYBE I SHOULD THROW STUFF AWAY. DON'T FRET MY DEAR, IT WILL ALL COME TOGETHER SOON.
GO TO STARBUCKS WITH JOE AND HAVE A CUP OF COFFEE. LOVE, AUNT RIZ

Sarah said...

Ha! Creepage, I love it! And by the way...I make 11 so obviously more of us than you think are reading!! :)

Sherri said...

Hi Karen! Forgot to tell you I think (I've been so busy too) I got my book! Thank you!!

Anita said...

'tis the season, I guess. I've been experiencing the same thing over the last month. And it getting in the way of my blogging time! :)
I hope to do some catching up with...everything, and I hope you do too.

Romaine said...

"Creepage". I like that word. Describes our garage perfectly. I try to keep the floor clear but once somebody leaves something i.e. shoes, a box, etc., then creepage begins and doesn't stop until all out war is declared.

I think this may be a longstanding principle of life. If you can get a patent on a word, you should do it.

Jen said...

At least you can paint your toe nails...there is a bright side! I still have a bag packed from NYC! Now thats bad....

Renna said...

Life gets busy. Some day, your nest will be empty, and life will have slowed down, so enjoy the busyness while you can. :-)

I love that term, 'creepage', but I won't share it with my husband. I fear, if I did, he'd be using it so often, I'd get sick of it! I tend to be the creeper around here, my stuff always creeping into his area. Poor guy; a neatnick living with a sloppy joe. ;-Þ

Tristi Pinkston said...

I have much creepage as well. It's kinda ... creepy ....

Susanne said...

Love that quote. I'll have to put it in big letters somewhere!

That's a bummer about the game. I laughed when you said he was over it and you needed to also. I remember telling myself that a few times when Older Daughter was in basketball. LOL.

Yes, more puppy pictures please! :v)