Today’s list of things to do includes taking Larry to the dog park. Junebug could use a run, too, but not a good idea with the stitches. Then I need to take income verification paperwork to my MIL for her to sign and then go drop that off at her apartment complex. Then it’s home to start the cleaning so that I don’t have 5 million things to do on the Wednesday before Thanksgiving- vacuuming, bathroom clean up, preliminary kitchen clean, start the decluttering process. And maybe finish the day with buying a turkey fryer (oil-less). What a fun day.
Archive for the ‘House work’ Category
I have been on vacation, but doing fairly well with keeping the daily posts up until today. Sorry about that.
My mom is here, and with her help we have been cleaning the house and doing yard work, lots and lots of yard work. (The fight against the blackberries is never ending.)
She also bought us a new love seat, so the living room has been rearranged.
She goes home this afternoon, so I’ll get a couple days left of the weekend to relax, but its been good having her here. And my house and yard really do look better.
Every once in a while, its nice to have a quiet day. Yesterday we did laundry and dishes, changed the light fixture in our room. We only left the house to take the dogs to the dog park. Dinner was simple pot stickers and rice, and the evening ended watching the anime series Fruit’s Basket.
It was just one of those days that we really needed to wind down, after a couple weeks of being really social and having places to be.
And, there is nothing that makes me smile at the end of a day more than sleeping puppies.
Hydrostatic water pressure is one of my least favorite phrases because if I’m using it, it means my basement has flooded, again. One of the first times it flooded, we thought a pipe had burst because water was geysering up around a pipe. No, just that much water pressure in the ground.
Two years ago the city made improvements to our neighborhood to help with flooding. It appears to have made it worse in our house. Now, we have water coming in from two places, the new one in the finished portion of the basement. Time for a professional opinion.
I don’t know how families do it. With just two people, laundry feels never ending. I don’t mind doing laundry (I love my washer and dryer); I hate putting it away. I’m bad at folding; I don’t have enough drawer space for t-shirts as it is. I certainly don’t have room for another piece of furniture to put clothes in.
On laundry day, I am seriously tempted by the six item clothing diet, or something similar, just to cut the work down. If I only had six items I wore to work, I’d only have six things to hang up.
I think one of the reasons I regularly feel like I am just pretending to be a responsible adult is that I don’t like to clean. While having a clean house/room is nice, I rarely feel the need to clean for cleanings sake. In this way, I am the opposite of my mother.
But it’s not just my mother I am comparing myself to. I work with a woman who vacuums her area rugs and wood floors every day. Every day. I just recently started vacuuming every 2 weeks, right before my friend who is allergic to dogs comes over.
I am bad at weekends. Or, I am good at weekends and therefore bad at writing during them. Yesterday, I cleaned the kitchen, mowed the side yard, took the dogs on a long walk, went to friends’ for burgers and a movie, came home and helped Charles clean off the dining room table in anticipation of friends coming over today.
This morning, I started another load of dishes and vacuumed. Now, I’ve got two napping doggies relaxing on the bed before the excitement of visitors and being in the living room (with its lovely giant window) for the entire afternoon.