Days of Laundry and Nights of Insomnia
June 20, 2007
I had this notion that once the kids and I were out of school I would FINALLY get caught up on the piles of (clean!) laundry I had on the La-Z-Boy leather chair, the pile of (again, clean!) laundry that was clogging up the works in the basket I use to carry the dry (but clean!) laundry out to to La-Z-Boy (it should be renamed La-Z-Girl), aaaand the laundry that was hung up in the laundry room, but not put away in the proper closets.
(Look! this blog comes complete with run-on sentences! Mrs. Esposito, you must be so proud of your student right now!)
Apparently, this notion thing and I need to have a chat before I send my kids out to play naked. This notion thing is kicking my a$s right now.
Although, today, I am happy to report that I have officially scaled Mount Laundry, stood upon it’s summit, and tore that sucker up. I still have to clean out the laundry room, and there is a new pile of laundry taunting me from the hamper with its dirtyness; but I will resist.
I will post today.
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I’m a glutton for punishment. Spiff is coming into his own as of late, and he has a new coterie of friends that he likes to spend time with. Since Sunday mid-morning, I have had daily playmates for both the teenager and the kindergartener; usually at the same time. Then, at least one of them will have one of their friends sleep over. Combine that with the wacky Florida summer afternoons (read: rain, storms, hail, etc.), and you have one tired of entertaining mama.
What am I doing tonight, you ask? Having a sleepover. See the first sentence above, but below the line for reasons.
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Have you ever been thinking of so much you want or need to do you can’t get to sleep at night? No? Just me?
Oh.
I thought I had company there for a second.
Last night I was up until 4 am thinking about all the things I’d like to do or need to do this summer before I go back to work in August. Here’s my abbreviated list:
- Clean out the garage. Then organize it.
I think Moses called this the “parting the load of crap that I am too lazy to get rid of the first time”. Oh, Red Sea, you say? Toma-to, To-mah-to.
- Smash out the cracked tile throughout my house, relay new tile in its place, and regrout in the new tile.
Sounds simple, right? Not so fast, grasshopper. Brilliant mind that I am, I can no longer find the sheet that tells me, in detail, which grout color goes with which tile color. See, when we built our home 6 years ago, we got all fancy with the standard tile colors and the different grout colors they offered. Now I can’t remember totally which ones go where and what they are called. Also, in several places I have a couple of cracked tiles with pristine tiles around it. Murphy and his damn Laws, I tell you!
- Clean up the kid’s rooms, and FINALLY get all the junk out of their closets. Then have a fantastic yard sale, where I sell everything and rake in the bucks.
My insomnia came apparently from giggling about this one for the rest of the night.
Not. Gonna. Happen. Not today, at least….
June 24th, 2007 at 2:54 am
Whew, that was a GREAT entry, and I sure hope you intended it to be funny, ’cause it sure was! I think that if you accomplish ANY of the to-do list, you’ll be my hero, as things you’re talking about have been put off by me for years. It’s like skydiving; should do it, never do it, idolize anyone who does
Anyway, thanks for livening up the evening for me tonight!
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