Thursday, May 28, 2009
Good morning. Has everyone had their coffee and ready to see where today takes us? On my way to the computer, I:
-Made all beds.
-Cleaned entire kitchen, including Swiffering.
-Made protein shake, took meds.
-Scrubbed guest toilet.
-Scrubbed guest bathroom sink.
-Rounded up all garbages to be taken out.
-Built an altar for Andrew, who burned me season three of Dexter.
-Wiped down kids' computer area and sometimes snack area (grrr).
-Crap! Forgot to sweep laundry room, hang on! Okay there, ahhh...
-Got out new package of toothbrushes so we can all fight over the cool one.
-Was about to bleach sinks when I realized I can't walk and collapsed into the computer chair and started saying fuck a LOT about the pain.
But I do want to show you the handy rubbery wonderment that makes bleaching so easy. I don't know what they're called. Stoppers? You need one (or three.):
Also, Emily, you asked to see pictures of Tupperware drawers, so here's mine. We had extras, which live in the cupboard still in the box in case of Armageddon or what have you:
Once my Vicodin kicks in, I hope to achieve the following today:
-Fold three remaining loads of laundry.
-Finish bleaching sinks.
-Toss garbages and reline all wastebaskets.
-Keep losing my war with dust. Plead for mercy in my convalescence, get none.
-Wipe down kitchen window and hallway mirror.
-General de-clutter, setting my timer for ten minutes!
-Dare I risk further embarrassment by referencing the goddamn junk drawer again?
AND HERE ARE YOUR CHALLENGES THIS FINE THURSDAY:
-Basics with a BANG! No excuses, no stragglers, I want ALL laundry and dishes done when you go to bed tonight. Seriously. The weekend is approaching, and I may need a ride somewhere. I can't have you all stressed about dishes.
-Tidy up your master bedroom with a ten minute timer. Laundry gone, trash gone, wastebaskets emptied, bed stripped (?), made, things hung up, night stand tidied. If you're not convinced yet as to why this is so important, you will be soon. Nothing breeds more guilt than falling into an unmade bed strewn with clothing. This cannot be your final image of the night. You deserve a little sanctuary, if you will.
-Check those bathrooms. Get out the Kirkland wipes and scrub down the sinks and toilets, empty wastebaskets, peek at the shower, is it begging for Ajax? Do the bath mats need to be washed? If so, sweep and Swiffer the floor once you've tossed them.
-So with washers going, room clean, bathrooms shining, I want you to spend five minutes in your entryway area. Sweep, straighten, fluff, hang jackets, whatever. Five minutes.
-Pick one tedious cleaning, de-griming job that you'll hate, like, polishing the hinges in the kitchen cupboards, or cleaning the track of your sliding glass door, or dusting/wiping down the chandelier, etc.
I know you guys can do this. Hopefully it will get easier from here, and we can all enjoy a relaxing weekend stoned on Vicodin. Oh wait, that's me.
I have total faith in you guys, go!