being me and not just a person with a blog

My account - with-
out actual names,
of course.

Well, it is a good thing I wrote two posts on Wednesday because this blog didn't stand a chance yesterday. I was so busy. I like those types of days because they fly by, but all I had to go home to were chores and a very small bowl of soup because my weekly rationing was way off and I ate too much on Tuesday and Wednesday. Don't worry, I didn't starve (I rarely do). I prefer when days go by quickly and my husband is waiting for me at home with a feast (usually Mexican) and my only goal is to catch up on horrible television. Not this week! I got my rear in gear last Sunday on my "day off" in terms of cleaning and organizing all of our storage (kitchen, cleaning, fridge, freezer, paper products, and laundry) and the cleaning madness was contagious. It had been too long since we reviewed the things in our home and were about due. I had a few things to get done during the week after work and have a few final tasks to complete this weekend. I am very motivated to tackle the rest of the house, so we can sail into fall feeling not only clean, but organized as well. 

I didn't set out to produce a rant about cleaning, but that's where I went. The point of this post was to announce that I changed my Instagram name. I went by mytwotrees up until last night, which makes sense to the people who read this blog, but for the other people in the world it must have been a little confusing. I think there is also something to be said about taking pride in your name. I don't like sharing too much name knowledge on here, but let's just say I went back to my roots and am embracing the kmk in addition to my last name. Changing one's name is a huge deal and often times I don't think husbands realize it. Even after being married for five years there are times when I still have to remind myself my last name has changed because let's face it - I was something else for twenty eight years of my life. That is a long time. I don't want husbands, especially mine, to think I don't like or want his last name. It is just a big switch - a huge switch actually. My old last name still comes out when I have to sign multiple things at work. I start off with the "D" name, but then out comes the "K". It always makes me laugh. Here's to being me on Instie and not hiding behind my blog!