Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Trying Again on Tuesday
Dude, I went to visit Debe at like 9:00pm, and of course like fell asleep on her arm until 3-something am, at which point I raced home to post this blog, only to see that cleaning was nobody's priority today. If you're not gonna clean for you, could you at least clean for me? Geez.
Mondays can be brutal, and this weather...well...I know this is verboten but falls sucks. Sorry, I know we're all supposed to be knitting socks and peeing ourselves over squashes and pumpkin spice lattes but it's just a prelude to the black sideways sleet and malaise of winter, so I'm pretty much like yeah fuck it. But, there are intermittent good days that are not charcoal grey, and those the days on which we must capitalize cleaning-wise. Or we can just sick Tavy on you all, and she can chase you saying "Get up and cleeeeaaaaan! Sweeeeeeep! Get up!" Bethany texted me today and asked me to collect my spawn. I crashed off the road.
So in honour of the fact that we've been graced with a house guest for almost a week, and the impending arrival of my aunt as well, can we please go full-throttle?
-Cleaned the laundry room as I came in.
-Done the dishes.
-Wiped down the kitchen.
-Answered, not read mind you, but answered six emails.
-Ate a lemon cucumber. May eat more.
-Lay out the freshly laundered throw rug.
After blinking for a couple hours, I need to:
-Clean kitchen more thoroughly.
-Attack clutter as if it was harbouring WMD.
-Clean surfaces to give the illusion of space.
-Make sure the kids room is still sparkling from when I narrowly opted to clean it rather than kill myself last week.
-Casually make a pile of Sonny's stuff and put it on his even bigger pile in the bedroom. (No, really, it's so fine. I love it.)
-Make kids' chore lists.
-Go through the car wash (vacuumed car yesterday).
-Spiff up living room.
-Clear dining table.
-Give both bathrooms a medium once-over.
-Sweep/Swiff all floors.
-Sweep porch, admire the uniformity of the totes I bought to put Todd's eyesore man shit in a few days ago, and grin at my genius. Even though they're blue. It's a long story.
-Rake up Todd's birthday balloon carcasses while Reilly isn't looking and recycle them. The kids threw him a Spongebob themed party and like, the balloons are not cute dead.
-Crazy little thing called lessons.
NOW YOU TRY IT:
-Basics. No excuses. Come on, it's not math!
-Do any three things from my list, especially clean my laundry room.
That's all. Gotta start somewhere. Move it!