Miss Independent

Did y'all start singing the Kelly Clarkson song at the title.  I did.  And now it is stuck in my head.  Super fun.  It is fine, I am sure there will be a conversation about season 5 of Voltron for me to dwell upon soon and my brain will totally shut off. 

So, I did a thing this weekend.  A thing I swore I would never do again.  I signed up to be an independent consultant.  I have done this before.  I have sold all kinds of things through the years, some more successfully than others.  But, this time I did not do it to support a friend, or because I had people swearing they would get their stuff from me.  I did it because I want to be able to get my stuff at a discount and if y'all want something that is good too.  So, who did I take the plunge with?

Pink Zebra!  How many of y'all have no idea what I am talking about? Probably a bunch.  But, that is ok.  I am not gonna try to sell you anything.  I am just going to tell you where my head is on this company.

The company sells soy wax sprinkles (melts) that smell amazing and super cute burners among other things.  So, now you know what it is.  But, here is why I picked them.

1. They are a Texas-based company.  The corporate office is right here in this state.
2. American made products made with American grown soy.
3. I control how much scent goes into my warmer or car. 
4. No one was pressuring me to join.
5. I got a great deal.
6. I now have an excuse to get together with friends and eat and share a bottle of wine.

Please notice that making money is not on my list.  But, y'all, the stuff is super cute.

If you wanna see stuff click the link or call me.

But, enough about that.  I also did a whole lot of normal mom stuff this weekend.  So much mom stuff.  At what point does laundry end?  Ever? Is it only after my untimely demise?  Because I vote no on that.  I chauffered small child to her dad and then to dance.  I yelled at the dogs for trying to dig their way to freedom.  I had lunch with my momma.  I made a video about the lady in the drive through that made my daddy laugh.  For those of you that do not know my daddy he laughs like Alan Alda.  It is amazing.  

You know what I did not do this weekend? A single darn thing that I had planned to do.  The house is still a mess.  My bathtub looks like a mud bomb exploded because of water issues in town.  I did not get my package to eldest daughter mailed.  I did, however, binge watch Hemlock Grove and start on Wynonna Earp.  So, I guess I can be proud of that.  And I read a trashy romance novel.  And you know what...I do not feel bad about it.  And my family does not care!  

That is right, my family does not care that the floor is not vacuumed or that there are dishes still in the sink.  They do care that I actually listened to the conversation about Voltron and that I gave my son a high five for commentating an online video tournament that paid him! That is right, the boy got paid to talk about video games online.  Does not matter that it was $20 bucks.  He loved it and someone valued his time and talents.  

So, if you stop by anytime this week and the house looks like a bomb went off, ask me about Voltron or our summer dance schedule, or eldest girl child's new job.  Cause life happened this weekend.  And none of it was about how clean my house was.  It was however, about how clean my house will smell once my Pink Zebra comes in.