What I should be doing -
taking a shower to clean the chlorine from swim lessons off of me
cleaning the kitchen - putting the dirty dishes in the dishwasher, etc
washing the wet swim clothes, towels from swim lessons
folding the clean laundry that's surrounding me right now & then, of course, putting it away
kicking my dog off of the bed since he's technically not allowed on it
packing for our mini- vaca tomorrow
cleaning the bath toys, because b decided poo'ing in the tub would be more fun than not
eating something, since b ate my dinner tonight (at least he wanted to eat, right?)
working on interview questions for my next assignment
blogging about something important- world peace perhaps?
What I am doing-
lying (laying? i never know) on my bed, snuggled next to my sleeping dog, reeking of chlorine while the clean laundry stares me down (there's eyes in there somewhere, i just know it) & the dirty dishes taunt me from all the way downstairs. & recording it here, on this blog, for posterity.
What ... a winner.
Showing posts with label housework. Show all posts
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Thursday, January 27, 2011
Friday, April 16, 2010
my list of things to do today.
the weekend is fast approaching, which for me brings a fun get together with friends, a visit from the in-laws, a rockin new outfit to wear, & plenty more. all of this requires a day of preparation... well most of this anyway. there's not much to prepare for the in-laws, short of cleaning the bathrooms (which would be done regardless) & washing the sheets that tucker lays on all the time. I guess the outfit is already ready, but I do need to get a jacket for it, since mother nature decided to laugh in our faces & take away the 80 degree sun & replace it with 55 degrees, just for Saturday's party. rock on mother nature.
so anyway, here's my list:
target- pick up a cute jacket (if it's meant to be mine, they'll have my size), leggings & a few odds & ends (that yo-baby yogurt is so much cheaper at target!)
trader joe's- fruit, fruit & more fruit. guess what i'm taking tomorrow? that's right... fruit! i'm making a fruit tray, cause you can't just order organic fruit trays.
whole foods? - maybe tomorrow morning though. need meat. in our house.
wrapping gifts for tomorrow's party
another meeting with a university admissions counselor. i'll learn from my last visit & not post the link, as they knew all about my blog when i showed up. i was definitely taken aback by that, so i'd like to not do that again.
wash diapers.
vacuum, laundry, dust, dishes... you know, the same as every day. along with walking the dog, feeding the babe, changing diapers, etc., etc., etc.
chat with a great friend.
hug & kiss my husband & my son. those are always on the list.
...seems like enough, right? i'm sure i'll add plenty more in there, but for now, i'm off to make breakfast & get ahead on those hugs & kisses.
so anyway, here's my list:
target- pick up a cute jacket (if it's meant to be mine, they'll have my size), leggings & a few odds & ends (that yo-baby yogurt is so much cheaper at target!)
trader joe's- fruit, fruit & more fruit. guess what i'm taking tomorrow? that's right... fruit! i'm making a fruit tray, cause you can't just order organic fruit trays.
whole foods? - maybe tomorrow morning though. need meat. in our house.
wrapping gifts for tomorrow's party
another meeting with a university admissions counselor. i'll learn from my last visit & not post the link, as they knew all about my blog when i showed up. i was definitely taken aback by that, so i'd like to not do that again.
wash diapers.
vacuum, laundry, dust, dishes... you know, the same as every day. along with walking the dog, feeding the babe, changing diapers, etc., etc., etc.
chat with a great friend.
hug & kiss my husband & my son. those are always on the list.
...seems like enough, right? i'm sure i'll add plenty more in there, but for now, i'm off to make breakfast & get ahead on those hugs & kisses.
Monday, February 8, 2010
A Rough Start
To the week...
I've made a promise to my dear husband that I will get up with him during the week before he leaves for work. This is the one thing he's been asking me to do for awhile now, but I keep resisting. Why? Well for one, because I like sleep. A lot. And sometimes, B still wakes up in the middle of the night & when that happens, it makes me like my sleep more. And probably the reason others would resist is because he leaves for work around 6:30am. This implies waking around 5:30. Ugh. Double Ugh.
So this morning we both crawled out of bed at 6:11- this is late by regular standards. Oh well. It's Monday.
Soon after B woke up & Hubs left, I started some laundry. Diapers had been soaking, so I finished out their cycle. Moving on... I threw a load of clothes in. Put them in the dryer. No big deal.
Tried to get B to take a nap. Left him in his crib with his seahorse singing & the room darkened. This usually works- sometimes he fusses for about 10 minutes, but then he's usually out. I went back downstairs, got myself a fresh cup of coffee & grabbed one of my many books that I'm obsessing over with our current diet change. I set everything on the end table & went to clean up a bit in the kitchen. Realized B wasn't napping, went up to get him.
Shortly after this, I brought B downstairs & he began playing with his toys in the living room.
I'm thinking you can guess what happened.
Just as I remembered the full cup of coffee & went racing into the living room, I saw him throwing the coffee mug. Covered in coffee (luckily cold at this point), he just laughs. And Tucker tries to lick it up.
More laundry, as he's wearing a brand new off white tshirt. I throw some carpet stain stuff down, haul B up the stairs & strip him down. Spray the shirt with OxyClean & let it soak. It's not until I load the washer with the white clothes & put the detergent in that I realize that I never put detergent in the previously washed, now completely dried load of laundry from earlier. Super.
These are the things that occur when I'm up before 7am.
How many more days til Friday again?
I've made a promise to my dear husband that I will get up with him during the week before he leaves for work. This is the one thing he's been asking me to do for awhile now, but I keep resisting. Why? Well for one, because I like sleep. A lot. And sometimes, B still wakes up in the middle of the night & when that happens, it makes me like my sleep more. And probably the reason others would resist is because he leaves for work around 6:30am. This implies waking around 5:30. Ugh. Double Ugh.
So this morning we both crawled out of bed at 6:11- this is late by regular standards. Oh well. It's Monday.
Soon after B woke up & Hubs left, I started some laundry. Diapers had been soaking, so I finished out their cycle. Moving on... I threw a load of clothes in. Put them in the dryer. No big deal.
Tried to get B to take a nap. Left him in his crib with his seahorse singing & the room darkened. This usually works- sometimes he fusses for about 10 minutes, but then he's usually out. I went back downstairs, got myself a fresh cup of coffee & grabbed one of my many books that I'm obsessing over with our current diet change. I set everything on the end table & went to clean up a bit in the kitchen. Realized B wasn't napping, went up to get him.
Shortly after this, I brought B downstairs & he began playing with his toys in the living room.
I'm thinking you can guess what happened.
Just as I remembered the full cup of coffee & went racing into the living room, I saw him throwing the coffee mug. Covered in coffee (luckily cold at this point), he just laughs. And Tucker tries to lick it up.
More laundry, as he's wearing a brand new off white tshirt. I throw some carpet stain stuff down, haul B up the stairs & strip him down. Spray the shirt with OxyClean & let it soak. It's not until I load the washer with the white clothes & put the detergent in that I realize that I never put detergent in the previously washed, now completely dried load of laundry from earlier. Super.
These are the things that occur when I'm up before 7am.
How many more days til Friday again?
Saturday, January 9, 2010
It's all Harry Potter's Fault.
I don't often rant on here, or at least I don't think I do. But today, I'm going to. Just a brief explanation of my morning, so you can all share in my pain, I guess.
I had a meeting to go to this morning at 9am. I rarely have meetings, but today I had one. We all woke up around 8am. I needed to nurse B, then shower & get ready. After I nursed B, Hubs headed downstairs only to discover that our lovely dog had thrown up (in multiple spots) on the stairs. Super. Oh yeah, & the washing machine repairman was supposed to show up at some point between 8-11am. Hubs then realized that B had a poopy diaper, at the same time that Tucker wanted to go outside. I, of course, said I needed to shower & get going as it was already 8:20. That didn't go over well, but I ran away anyway- something I never do! Hubs changed B's diaper & went to flush the insert (still using GDiapers at this point- remember no repairman yet). This is when the toilet overflowed (presumably because those few GDiapers that I've flushed were now clogging up B's toilet) & literally poopy water went everywhere. Sigh. I'm out of the shower to hear all of this & then, the doorbell rings. Washer repairman? Hallelujah!
I get the door- hair wrapped in a towel, B on my hip (at least I had clothes on, right?!)
Never mind the dog vomit on the stairs sir, just step around! Never mind the poo smell coming from that bathroom right there- it's just the water the Hubs is trying to clean up!
I get to work cleaning the dog vomit & then onto B's breakfast & cleaning the kitchen. What? I didn't mention that the kitchen was a disaster? Dinner plates (complete with pancake syrup) from last night were still on the counter, as were the batter bowl & skillet. Lovely.
At this point it's 8:54 & I still have wet hair. I call & say I'm not making it. My house falls apart when I'm supposed to leave. It really, really does.
On the plus side, everything's cleaned up. The washer is fixed- 3 loads down, 2 more + cloth diapers to go. The kitchen is spotless, breakfast & lunch have been served. B is napping. And, while the toilet in B's bathroom is not fixed, it's not running poo water everywhere! And I discovered that you can use the G Diaper Swish Stick to scrape poo into another toilet, since my sprayer is hooked up to the clogged one.
Oh, & B is in his 2nd cloth diaper of the day. This makes life good!
(And I promise, my kitchen is not usually that gross. Just today. It was Harry Potter's fault- he was begging me to watch him last night & he seduced me into forgetting about the dinner mess.)
There you have it. When your house falls apart, just blame Harry Potter!
I had a meeting to go to this morning at 9am. I rarely have meetings, but today I had one. We all woke up around 8am. I needed to nurse B, then shower & get ready. After I nursed B, Hubs headed downstairs only to discover that our lovely dog had thrown up (in multiple spots) on the stairs. Super. Oh yeah, & the washing machine repairman was supposed to show up at some point between 8-11am. Hubs then realized that B had a poopy diaper, at the same time that Tucker wanted to go outside. I, of course, said I needed to shower & get going as it was already 8:20. That didn't go over well, but I ran away anyway- something I never do! Hubs changed B's diaper & went to flush the insert (still using GDiapers at this point- remember no repairman yet). This is when the toilet overflowed (presumably because those few GDiapers that I've flushed were now clogging up B's toilet) & literally poopy water went everywhere. Sigh. I'm out of the shower to hear all of this & then, the doorbell rings. Washer repairman? Hallelujah!
I get the door- hair wrapped in a towel, B on my hip (at least I had clothes on, right?!)
Never mind the dog vomit on the stairs sir, just step around! Never mind the poo smell coming from that bathroom right there- it's just the water the Hubs is trying to clean up!
I get to work cleaning the dog vomit & then onto B's breakfast & cleaning the kitchen. What? I didn't mention that the kitchen was a disaster? Dinner plates (complete with pancake syrup) from last night were still on the counter, as were the batter bowl & skillet. Lovely.
At this point it's 8:54 & I still have wet hair. I call & say I'm not making it. My house falls apart when I'm supposed to leave. It really, really does.
On the plus side, everything's cleaned up. The washer is fixed- 3 loads down, 2 more + cloth diapers to go. The kitchen is spotless, breakfast & lunch have been served. B is napping. And, while the toilet in B's bathroom is not fixed, it's not running poo water everywhere! And I discovered that you can use the G Diaper Swish Stick to scrape poo into another toilet, since my sprayer is hooked up to the clogged one.
Oh, & B is in his 2nd cloth diaper of the day. This makes life good!
(And I promise, my kitchen is not usually that gross. Just today. It was Harry Potter's fault- he was begging me to watch him last night & he seduced me into forgetting about the dinner mess.)
There you have it. When your house falls apart, just blame Harry Potter!
Thursday, January 7, 2010
Child Labor?
Now that B is 1 year old, I think it's time he starts earning his keep around here.
(Yes, that is a Swiffer. Yes, I know they are bad to have around kids & dogs. This is why I almost never clean the floors.)
Much more B's size.
Trying out the vacuum too!
Ugh! All this housework has me exhausted!
And now, I must eat!
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