Now this sounds like my kind of day.... I CAN do anything for 15 minutes... lol, and we all know that I sure as hell don't really want to be doing housework for 15 minutes, but you know what.... I can manage 15 minutes. If I can finally fold all the laundry before going to bed, I can manage 15 minutes to stay on top of things.... or not.
So anyhow, do I really feel ready to progress past day 9... not a hope in hell. However I have done day 9.... a spot got decluttered. I do believe that it was a spot in my bedroom, namely the laundry pile on my bed.... haha ok, and the coffee table got touched too. I actually took stuff off it.... and then promptly replaced that clutter with my car keys and wallet. I am going to find a new home for those things again tonight.
Ok, so I am going to admit this now and not lie. I did my stuff and then did nothing else last night. I watched True Blood that I had recorded this weekend and I also sorted through all the coins that I have at home... turns out that I have a penny for every year dating back 3 decades. Definitely not housework material at all.
Tonights projects, much to my horror, are to finish restoring the living room back to the fantastic condition that it was in 2 weeks ago, and then attack the kids toys in the basement and give away whats not needed anymore.... btw I love freecycle for that kind of thing :)
So anyhow my 15 minutes is probably going to be longer than the 15 minutes tonight, but really it does seem like a quite managable amount of time..... Once my house is all clean and shiny, and as spotless as it can get with all the kids, I think that I am going to be quiet happy and impressed with myself.... but then again the child in me comes out to play and would rather spend time doing anything else BUT housework. This has been the reason for late night visits to Wal-mart before, just because dishes needed doing..... I say this hiding in shame.....
But I do love my shiny sinks, so I must continue.... I can do this, no matter how reluctantly it is.... and I will do it, no matter how much I annoy my inner child who wants nothing more than to sit down and turn on a very neglected xbox.
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