Saturday, August 8, 2009
If I can clean my house and everyone else's in Salem, you can do some cursory wiping and lie and tell me I've inspired great things and sing Wind Beneath My Wings.
Nah, y'all are wise to soak up your weekends, so I will forge ahead, hoping to sprinkle motivation on you all until you catch the fever.
Yesterday was so manic. I didn't even need coffee, nor the list. I was flying. Cleaning is such a great stress release.
Today I am headed to Evelin's to see if there are any dead bodies in the bath tub, get all that trash out of her life, lest she feel distracted at work on Monday and all hell breaks loose.
-Come home and convince myself that the house did not grow flesh eating virus in one night. (Or any night.)
-Tie up loose ends from all my work yesterday.
-Take Reilly to the god-forsaken track every minute of my life until she is the super track star she aspires to be (I have total faith in her).
-Gather swap shit.
-Further organize school area.
-Vacuum my car. (Evelin's parking lot is ten feet high hay, several acres of which got in my car.)
-Get Todd his own flip flops, as he has ruined all mine. Can't complain though, they're like 99 cents at Old Navy or something.
-Oh, I forgot Quinn's pedicure because he's 21 now and always running off with Israel.
-That may be it. Fold some laundry.
OKAY MY DARLINGS:
-Dive into those dishes and let Pink keep you going until your kitchen is just as you want it.
-I want everyone seeing the bottoms of their laundry hampers today. Cut everyone down to one outfit a piece if you must. Just so you know, ALL of you hate laundry. Folding can be serenity if you let it and there's a Law & Order: SVU marathon on...
-Hang up all clothes, in every room. PLEASE tell me you all have only white hangers by now, even if you're lying.
-Prod, bribe, guilt your kids into getting their shit out of sight.
-Clear your dining table.
-Windex main window.
Call it good. But only if you're doing it, lol. Remember the exchange rate for seconds to happiness is really great.