It is surprisingly difficult to travel without such amenities as mobile web or laptops, and try to uphold online commitments or see who won how many sheep on Farmville. Quick uses of random, glorious PCs, turn into an internal debate about whether to answer your oldest friend's email or boss Moxlings around, and my favourite is asking to check my email, very imperative, on someone's phone, only to be stumbling through some touch screen nightmare for a humiliating hour with my stupid giant fingers trying to surreptitiously blog Moxie. When all the buttons are backwards, or the screens scrolls 700 miles past your spot, or it freezes and you shoot a look to the owner that says, "I really can't say why but you're not getting this back yet," and then quintuple-checking that all accounts are signed out. Of course all this is followed by excessive use of hand sanitizer (both internal and external), as one never knows the adventures of someone else's phone.
Other than keeping my suitcase neat, I've cleaned my purse--which Reilly calls my "luggage," in all seriousness, maintained a strict personal grooming regimen, organized my planner, endured the greatest laundry debacle in all of recorded history, and washed my hands a lot.
My reward awaits me at home, where god only knows untold disasters are spreading like wildfire. Even though Todd assures me all is well, he and Reilly made cookies last night so visions of flour and cookie sheets greeting me upon my return haunt me. Don't get me wrong, he's tidy, but he's not me.
In reading Dawna's post yesterday I was struck by just how many pieces of furniture y'all might have that I never even consider, like wagon wheel coffee tables an shit like that. Those obviously fall under the de-clutter and wipe down categories, and extra credit for Dawna for being so thorough and for reminding me that not everyone has stripped their homes down to beds, computers, dining tables, and couches. And to the reader who texted to ask if I would post before and after cleaning pictures, um, YES! I have asked several times for picture proof, and gotten it, but if you want it published for all this tiny world to see, just say so.
Thursdays are good for:
-Laundry. No seriously, it goes extra fast on Thursdays because it does not want to be touched on weekends.
-Dishes because you have to. You mustn't turn your back to them. Like the ocean.
-Clean five surfaces.
- Wipe down bathrooms. Do it!!!
-Wipe down your wagon wheel coffee table, duh.
-Pick up a minimum of one thousand toys.
-Make a neat stack of paperwork wherever it lives, unless you want to become teacher's pet and actually sort it.
-Dust things hanging on the walls.
-Sweep all floors, curse leaves.
-Make sure you do not have a wardrobe that consists of 90% black sweaters, you'll thank me later.