The Unlucky Cabin Boy is back again this year and it opens in Limerick today. It is all very exciting. My brother-in-law wrote the music and lyrics and the my sister-in-law and my very own Mr B are in it. I am very proud of all of them. They are all very talented.  Ridiculously so, but I still love them.  The Unlucky Cabin Boy

The preview was on tonight and it will run until the end of the week. This incredible production will be touring the country for the rest of the month bringing this amazing story to different corners of Ireland.

Mr B and I don’t watch much TV but the bit that we watch we tend to watch it together. We love starting a TV series on Netflix and watch them together till the end. Don’t get me wrong, there is plenty of TV series that he likes that I don’t and vice-versa but we tend to watch those when there is soccer on, or one of us is out, which is not that often.

With the play on, Mr B is going to be away for the best part of the month of November which means that all “together watching” comes to a halt and starts the season of “just me watching”. This pretty much means that I won’t keep watching our current TV series. I can’t. It’s something we do together. I’ve tried it, but it feels wrong…  like cheating. The same goes for all the films that we want to watch together, I don’t watch them. I wait until both of us are home. So during this month, I will get to watch all those films and series that Mr B is not that into, as many “who done it” (s) as I want, re-watch all the Sherlock episodes (BBC) and watch all the Hunger Games films.

Organising Chaos - Watching TV on my own

Picking a film or a new series feels like a big commitment if that choice has to be made by more than one person. You have to consider the subject, the genre, the characters, what everyone is in the mood for… so many decisions!! Things will be simpler on my own.

Don’t get me wrong, I am not looking forward to spending the month as a single mother, and I mean that with my utmost respect for single mothers. I am just looking for the positives of not having Mr B around for a month, I am looking for the silver lining and if Miss Marple or Sherlock will spend the evenings with me, well, it might not be such a bad month after all.

What are you watching at the moment? Any good suggestions?
Chaotic Itzi


Some weeks are just plain sailing. You just get on with things, get organised and things work the way they are supposed to work. There is no excitement but there are no disappointments either – things just go according to plan. That is good thing, right? It is a bit hard to remember those weeks, they kind of blend into each other.
OrganisingChaosBlog - Fighting technology
Other weeks, things just don’t work. Your phone decides that you take too many photos and it will not take any more, your computer screen decides that blue is its favorite color and your hard-drives decide not to share all that valuable information that you entrusted them with. Those weeks are frustrating? you say. For my own mental health, I decide to go with exciting.

This week will not be boring. This week will be punctuated by “technological issues” and I will probably remember this week as the “week when technology decided to launch a personal attack on ChaoticItzi”.

That is ok. I will survive it. I will ignore it for a while, scream at the objects in question, shake them, call them some names, reach out to my techy friends, go to the shop where they fix stuff and I will get everything sorted. Eventually. And hopefully with no material damages.
Organising Chaos BlogI might have to have a glass of wine before Friday arrives but that is ok.
It’s all very exciting…. yes, exciting…

Chaotic Itzi



Do you ever feel like you are constantly chasing your tail? I have been feeling like that since we came back from holidays. I don’t know what it is. It’s not like I have more jobs now than I had before the summer holidays, but for some reason I can’t seem to have enough time to get all my jobs done in a timely manner. It’s not that I am not organised enough. I know what I have to do and how I have to do it, but I just don’t seem to have the drive to get the things done.
It’s not like I am depressed or anything serious. It’s quite the opposite in fact, I am in great form. I wake up in the morning with a smile in my face surrounded by my gorgeous boys, the sun is shinning, the temperature is still quite pleasant… it’s all good… and, yet, I feel like all I am doing is laundry and cleaning, and I have no time for projects. I don’t understand it. My house hasn’t got any bigger and I don’t have any more clothes, and yet I don’t seem to get time for the fun part, the projects, the recipes, the blogging.

I need some ME time

It’s really frustrating me. It feels like it is all work and no play. I miss having time to be creative, to take photographs, to try out delicious recipes, to be me. Not a mum, not a wife, not a family manager, just to be me, Chaotic Itzi. It feels like a vicious circle – I am finding it so hard to find the motivation to get my house jobs done; because I take longer getting the jobs done I end up with no time for my projects and because of that, I end up resenting the chores and delaying them and so having no time for projects again. It’s infuriating and I can only blame myself. We all need some me time, some time out. Time to express ourselves, to become whole.
Always remember to be good to yourself
The good thing is that I have decided to make some changes. They are not big changes, they are small little things. But I am determined to enforce them and make things happen. I am making lists, scheduling my cleaning days and planning meals in advance. That alone will free up some quiet morning time to get things done. I am determined. I have plenty of coffee on the ready and vitamins bought – I am fighting the slump.

Chaotic Itzi



Today 6 years ago, I woke up in hospital.
Today 6 years ago, I became a mom for the second time.
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Chaotic Monkey has always had his own personality, a strong will and a sophisticated taste in food, and although his determination and stubbornness has been infuriating at tines, I wouldn’t have it any other way.
OrganisingChaosBlog - Ruben's 1st birthday
He is funny, kind and very creative. He loves chaos, messes and fun.
He is one cool kid and he is 6.
OrganisingChaosBlog - Chaotic Monkey
OrganisingChaosBlog - Chaotic Monkey
Happy birthday little monkey.
I love you with all my heart.
OrganisingChaosBlog - Chaotic Monkey
Chaotic Itzi

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So the blog is back up (insert a super happy dance!!). And that I still have some hair on my head (another happy dance!!).
It stills need some tweaking, some messing about but I am happy for the most part. I have missed blogging, the routine, the interaction… I have missed you!

growing older is no excuse to grow up

The last couple of weeks have felt very grown up. I know that it is a silly thing to say since I am 40 (yep, I said it!) and I should feel like a grown up all the time but the thing is, I don’t. Not really.

I still feel like the girl I was when I was 25, happy-go-lucky, just doing my thing. The only difference is that my thing has changed. Before I would be looking for gigs to go to at the weekend and now I am debating whether or not change my mortgage provider. Before I would organise weekends away with friends and now I am checking the weather to see if I can go to the playground with the boys and have a picnic there. You see, priorities and tasks change, but the person you are inside doesn’t. Not much anyway. I still love meeting up with friends, having dinner with them, going away with Mr B, going to gigs… but I also love having picnics in my sitting-floor with the kids when the weather is bad, and making pizza with them, and decorating my own house.

One thing I don’t enjoy about being a grown up is paperwork : mortgage, life insurance, pension… arghhhh…. even thinking about gives me a rash.

we never really grow up

Mr B and I always had a joke that Adult Films should be all about insurance, taxes, houses… any kind of form, but not about sex. Anybody can have sex, but you need to be an adult, or at least behave like one, when you are dealing with paperwork.

The good thing is once it is all done and filed away, you can go back to being your normal self : a 40 going on 25-year-old happy-go-lucky kind of girl in my case. Oh happy days!

Do you feel like a grown up yet?
Chaotic Itzi