I am going to go on record in a mildly public forum and 'fess up to the fact that I have been an utter and complete slug for months. Since I hurt my knee and back in October/November, I have used every excuse in the book to do NOTHING.
At this point, I need to go on record thanking W. for not kicking my slacker ass to the curb because when I say nothing, I mean NOTHING. Nada. Not a damn thing. Our house is the biggest mess it has ever been. Laundry is everywhere. Suitcases and totes from every trip I've taken since summer are strewn around in various places. We still have a Christmas decoration on the coffee table (although in my defense, it was given to us after Christmas and I don't know where to put it because candles are involved).
Part of the problem is the knee--that is true. But that's really only an excuse from December 19 forward. The months before can only be blamed on being overwhelmed and the fact that I worked or had other engagements pretty much every Saturday from August unti I had knee surgery.
So the piles have grown larger, the dust deeper and the chaos great. I started plowing through some of it today, but I just didn't get motivated. It was cold as hell in the house and very gloomy outside, so I kept being drawn to my domestic epicenter, the couch. Tomorrow it is supposed to be warmer and sunnier, so I'm going to jack myself up off the couch and get something done. Homer is still around, but he doesn't really inhibit movement as long as I watch how I turn.
Thus, tomorrow, I clean. I am tired of cringing when someone knocks on the front door, so I'm going to tackle the living room and clean it from top to bottom. Vacuum, dust, freshen, straighten, everything. Once that's cleaned up, I'm going to clean my under my bathroom counter so I can get the piles of junk off of the top and clean that, too. Finally, I'm going to put away all of my clothes that have been thrown in piles here and there. I think it's time to clean out the dresser drawers again so I have room to put the clothes that I actually wear.
I also have to get the kids' stuff ready for the week. I'm tired of running around like a chicken with my head cut off. Tired to death of it.
I will post tomorrow night to be accountable. Perhaps the risk of public humiliation will goad me into action.
5 comments:
May I make a suggestion? You may want to put your labels in reverse order from what they are now. Or maybe not.
roflmao!!! i think blogger puts them in alphabetical order. that is TOO funny!!!
LOL at the labels! Very observant, Arkie.
I remember that you and the kids did a lot of cleaning on Christmas day. That's only a month ago.
I like the term, "domestic epicenter, the couch." It's a good one.
Oh Arkie, that's hysterical!
Homer looked large enough to stop me from moving from the domestic epicenter. Ouch!
Sounds like my house was ( is).
I hated mine so much that I had to quit my job to tackle it.
The weird thing? It still looks kinda messy since I am cleaning stuff that doesn't really show.
I know that Hubby's closet is clean!
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