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Showing posts with label housework. Show all posts
Showing posts with label housework. Show all posts

Saturday, November 24, 2007

Dustbin Blues

The worst thing about having kids?

I can handle dirty diapers, crayons on the walls, broken keepsakes, peanut butter in the VCR, apple juice all over the keyboard...

But the thing I hate most... is germs.

I've been sick more since the beginning of September (when the kids, coincidentally, started school) than I was all of last year! That's a year's worth of illness packed into three months. What do I have to look forward to for the next seven, I wonder?

Right now, it's strep throat. Yay me. *sigh* A hundred and two degree fever, an all-over body ache and a throat that's on fire. Don't ya wanna be me? Just in time for the weekend, too. Perfect.

Yesterday, I was a cleaning maniac. Today, I'm Cameron in Ferris Bueller... "I'm dying...!"

"When Cameron was in Egypt's land... let our Cameron go..."

Michael made me tea (Constant Comment, my favorite) and toast and brought me aspirin. Looks like I'm going to spend the day in bed. Which, really, isn't necessarily a bad thing, when I think about it. Would be nice to catch up on sleep.

"You're not dying, you just can't think of anything better to do!"

Well, he's got a point. What do I have to do? Hm... so much for those Christmas decorations. Oh well, there's always next weekend.

Besides, I'm still recovering from the annual room cleaning fiasco. Four hours of cleaning, sorting, holding up tiny pieces of plastic and asking, "What's this to?... Do you have that toy anymore?... Isn't that the one you buried in the sand at the old house and then forgot where you buried it?"

What did I discover? Here's the top ten:

1. Six marbles to the chinese checkers game. Glued into the underside of Legos. I didn't, however, find the actual Krazy Glue. Yet.

2. Seven socks that I've been looking for forever tied in knots and made into a "rope" hanging from Zoe's dollhouse bedroom window (which faces the wall - no wonder I didn't see it!) Apparently, she did it during "fire safety week" at school.

3. A naked Fairytopia Barbie with two amputated feet (dog victim, I believe, from the markings) but Michael said, "She's still hot."

4. Zoe had the paper punch, two pairs of scissors, the stapler and four rolls of tape. It took me fifteen minutes to vaccum all of the "confetti" she'd made out of her school library book. I wonder how much I'm going to have to pay to replace, "Miss Spider's Sunny Patch Friends"?

5. Eight dollars and twenty-nine cents in change.

6. Four spoons, a very bent and deformed fork, and lots of peanut butter sandwich cracker wrappers.

7. The dog's leash (I wondered where that was!)

8. A line of McDonald's french fries along the baseboard behind the dresser leading up to a peach pit. It was like the perfect ant-highway!

9. A bottle of nail polish. Red. Thankfully, they couldn't get the top off.

10. Two pairs of tweezers, a slew of bandaids put on various stuffed animals, and last but not least, and empty contact case. I'm pretty sure they DID have contacts in them at one point.

Okay, I have a date with Ferris Bueller, a box of Kleenex, and a down comforter. G'nite!

Friday, October 12, 2007

Company's Coming

We're having a friend for dinner tonight.

Well, no, not in the Hannibel Lecter sense or anything.

Actually, this is what we're having:

BBQ Ribs
Green Beans with Bacon and Apples
Spaghetti Salad
*****
Peach Cobbler
Vanilla Ice Cream
*****

Sound good?

I've been cooking and cleaning all day long. Because of course, if company is coming, the house has to be spotless. Which is hard to do with two dogs, two cats and no vaccum cleaner! Ever try to sweep a carpet with a broom? It isn't fun.

I even washed the couch covers and put the TV trays on the sofas so the dogs wouldn't get up there and shed all over them. The TV trays will come down just before company arrives. Taa daa! Spotless couches. Right. That'll last until tomorrow. After which, they will once again be full of dog hair.

And in the midst of all doing all of this, I managed to drive the half hour to pick up Blake from school, got the littles from the bus stop on the way home and bought vanilla ice cream at a corner country store for such an outrageous price I thought my head was going to spin around like Linda Blair. I should have just bought a cow, milked it, and made my own ice cream!

Not that I needed yet another thing to do today.

I know Michael's friend will appreciate all the hard work. Okay, so no one will probably even notice, to tell you the truth. *sigh*

Well, at least there's peach cobbler.

Ah, but the real the ironic part is... by the time company gets here, I'm probably going to be too tired to enjoy it anyway. *sigh*
What I really want to do is just take a nap!