Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Dane strikes again.
No matter how sick Dane would get he still had more energy than I do when I feel great. This mess in the hall shows you his creative side. I was laying on the couch wishing I had my mommy and Dane was in the hall putting all of his super hero costumes together. I think they stayed like this for a week before I got around to picking them up. Then I probably only picked them up because Z asked me if I was ever going to clean the house again. I had my doubts.
Now back to the previous subject: We are finally getting rid of the yucks. My house got totally trashed while sick and someone did a drop in. I could have cared less but when I was talking to them on the phone a day later they made a snarky comment about my laundry pile and the mud on the kitchen floor. At first I was horrified. I really was. Then, not so much. It took me five days of doing laundry none stop to finish it all. It was ugly. The kitchen floor.......We walk into the kitchen from the outside, its always a mess. I wash it once a week and spot mop the rest of the time. BUT I WAS SICK!!!! I don't care how much dog hair and cat hair was stuck to the clumps of mud. It didn't get done for two weeks. Z and I had a good laugh about it but if you walk into my house today the kitchen floor is clean and the laundry is done. I'm glad she didn't use the bathroom while she popped in. She would have run for her life.
I've never been an anal housekeeper. Mostly due to the fact that my mother was. We used to joke as kids that you could make soup in her toilets. EWWWWWW!!!!!! I let the kids ride their trikes in the house in the winter. I'm the exact opposite. Also when we home schooled I had to learn to leave things out. If we were working on a three part project in the dining room it would stay there until it was finished. And books, oh my word do we have books. Everywhere. On shelves, in piles, shoved in closets. You never know when your going to need a book on How to Skin a Frog Correctly. But I have one if I need it.
I better get back to the house. Its dinner time and I don't know what I'm making. Well I do, it's called there are three different food groups rotting in the fridge and I'm going to make dinner with it......Over and Out........M