Monday, September 7, 2009
Labour Day Muahahahaha!
Swig some joe bitches, because unless you're a veteran of war, and only Sam is, we's gettin' jiggy wit the housework today.
Our get-up-and-go song? Laugh and I will kick your teeth in:
Mmmbop by Hanson. I am not even kidding. These little boy/girls will have you doing things you never imagined.
I literally have a playlist of just that song, though it is highly inadvisable to fall asleep and wake up and realize it's been on for four hours and you're gnawing your tongue off and ready to drink the Kool-Aid.
So crank it up.
Today, en route to the bathroom, where this particularly nasty dust clique hangs, I:
-Made my bed.
-Made my shake/meds/blah.
-Swept the kitchen floor, even though Rei will do it later too.
-Swept laundry room.
-Swept porch while feeding the cat.
-Peed like there was no tomorrow, which there may not have been had I not finally gone.
Soon I shall:
-Make kids' chore lists.
-Can you buh-leeve I still have disks to go through? Scream.
-Double check kids' dusting powers.
-Blog a thing.
-Dust everything all the live long day.
-Clean the glass of the lizards' aquarium.
For you, my Labour Day Lovelies:
-Ballistic on the basics.
-Choose one drawer to organize/clean, with an emphasis on throwing things away.
(Note: One task always has the potential to lead to a continuation of the same task, embrace this!)
-Clean your kitchen floor on your hands and knees.
-Clean your microwave, remove tray (dishwasher friendly), use whatever mojo, wipe exterior, ahhh...
-Wash at least interior windows.
-Remove ten things from your computer desk/area.
-Find one thing or group of things which desperately need a caddy and go buy one and take a picture of it and send it to me and buy me one too.
Pat yourself on the back!