I am a list maker. I will bring my notebook out on the front porch with me when I go out to smoke, and make lists of different things. House cleaning seems to be most popular. Walking through my abode, you probably would wonder where the list was hiding. I hate housework. I also make grocery lists, moving lists, blogging lists... but mostly house cleaning lists.
Tonight is one of those rare nights where I have had energy to kill for the past three or so hours. I did a spectacular job on my kitchen just now. Caught up on laundry folding, washed all outstanding dirty dishes. Scrubbed counters, the stove top, the table, swept the floor, started another load of laundry and a load of dishes. I scrubbed places in my kitchen that haven't been scrubbed in far too long. It looks so white and sparkly in there. It's amazing how I much I can fuck it all up by cooking one dinner meal. But, for now... I relish the positive, clean, uncluttered look of my sparkly white (ok fine it's puke yellow!! but the counters are white, dammit) kitchen. Here are a few photos for those of you who like to peepin' Tom on other people's homes.
Tonight is one of those rare nights where I have had energy to kill for the past three or so hours. I did a spectacular job on my kitchen just now. Caught up on laundry folding, washed all outstanding dirty dishes. Scrubbed counters, the stove top, the table, swept the floor, started another load of laundry and a load of dishes. I scrubbed places in my kitchen that haven't been scrubbed in far too long. It looks so white and sparkly in there. It's amazing how I much I can fuck it all up by cooking one dinner meal. But, for now... I relish the positive, clean, uncluttered look of my sparkly white (ok fine it's puke yellow!! but the counters are white, dammit) kitchen. Here are a few photos for those of you who like to peepin' Tom on other people's homes.
Here is my sink area. Sparkly!!
Hey look... more cleanliness!!!
Ahhh... majestic. A place to eat dinner with the kids.
Too bad they don't like anything I cook anymore.
The heinous amount of 5 yr old girl clothes I had to fold.
And finally... the culprits behind the clothing pile.
At what age do they start folding their own shit???
So, that was my lovely evening of boundless energy. I have a list from my ass to my elbow. Hopefully I will have ginormous amounts of energy tomorrow too. I have an appointment with a Urologist in the morning, but other than that..... STOP. ARM & HAMMER TIME.
