Today, I spent my whole day in my bedroom -- cleaning. Ordinarily, this wouldn't be such a big deal. Everyone cleans their bedrooms, right? For four hours?!?!
No, what I did today could only be described in one word: sick.
Don't believe me?
Exhibit A: I dusted all my furniture, including my oscillating fan!
Exhibit B: I went through both DH and my bedside tables, organizing them.
Exhibit C: I cleaned under my bed and vacuumed.
Exhibit D: I cleaned out my closet and vacuumed it, too.
All of this sounds pretty 'normal', right? I saved the best for last:
Exhibit E: I color coordinated the clothes in the closet and the empty coat hangers!
I really need help! I never clean this thoroughly. I'm not exactly a bad housekeeper, but I do what needs to be done and pretty much let the rest go. After all, housework is one of those tasks that, in my opinion, is a fruitless waste of time. Don't get me wrong -- keeping a clean house is important -- but let's be honest -- there is always something to do!
Okay...being completely honest with myself, I'm a so-so housekeeper at best. After all, my dear, sweet hard-working husband didn't have any clean underwear in his drawer this morning when he was getting ready for work! I ask you, what kind of wife does that make me? (In my defense, I did ask DH to please tell me when he's getting low so I can be sure to throw a load in if I haven't gotten around to doing it yet. DH's response was something to the effect of, "I just need to get off my butt and do it myself." Maybe -- but I'm going to buy some more underwear for DH next paycheck to give me a little bit of laundry wiggle room.)
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