things i have eaten today:
1. leftover santa fe chicken and rice. the beans were not cooked correctly (duh to me) so i had to choke it down. but i was too lazy to make anything.
2. a fudge with chocolate chip cookie from the vending machine at work.
3. leftover frozen taco soup that was defrosted and reheated.
4. a bite of baby's oatmeal so i could clean off the spoon to put it back in the diaper bag. ooh, yum.
things i have procrastinated today:
1. dishes
2. laundry (although i did actually fold it)
3. vacuuming
4. did i mention dishes? i did? well i hate dishes. so i doubly put them off.
things i wished i could do today:
1. sleep in
2. take a long bath
3. take a nap
4. wiggle my nose and have the dishes done
shows i have watched today:
1. the simpsons
2. life
3. what about jim
4. super nanny
places i've gone today:
1. work
2. the post office
3. a scrapbooking store to see me mum
4. home
songs i listened to today:
1. the song little buddy's learning lion sings
2. the song little buddy's learning lion sings
3. the song little buddy's learning lion sings
4. the song little buddy's learning lion sings
things i have stressed over today:
1. cleaning my house (which i didn't do)
2. selling my house (which will never happen)
3. the fact that i'm so tired i can't stand it anymore
4. i'm feeling kind of sick and what am i going to do if i really get full-blown sick????
things i am thankful for today:
1. a husband who works so hard for our family
2. my perfect child and his perfect smile
3. watching little buddy pull himself up in a standing position for the first time
4. getting to see my mom
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Friday, October 17, 2008
Sunday, October 12, 2008
my arch rival and nemesis: the laundry
it beckons to me. more like yells at me.
i hate doing laundry.
like seriously hate it. it is the worst household chore. it takes forever. and since having a baby our laundry has quadrupled, i swear. onesies, and bibs, and burp cloths, and baby blankets, and crib sheets, and on and on...
i hate laundry.
did i say that already? yep, i did. but i can say it again. i HATE it.
usually laundry in our house consists of this:
1. piles of it all over the floor, usually on the floor next to the basket. (but not really in the basket. maybe half hanging out.)
2. one of us (usually me) runs out of clean underwear. or my dh needs his work clothes cleaned. or the baby is running low on pjs. so i moan, i complain, i whine, i gather up the piles of laundry spread all over the floor in baskets.
3. i haul the large two overflowing baskets down the stairs to the laundry room, muttering the whole way.
4. i divide the laundry into loads by color. i curse at the number of loads to be done.
5. i change the loads, usually having to run the dryer twice for each load because they don't get all the way dry.
6. clean clothes get piled on the couch because i hate folding it one load at a time. i'd rather do it all at once.
7. clean clothes sit on the couch for a few days.
8. clean clothes get shoved back in the baskets for another day or so.
9. we pull clean clothes out of the baskets looking for something.
10. i finally get around to folding them, clean, folded clothes get put in basket to be taken upstairs to get put away.
11. baskets are taken upstairs, put in bedroom, clothes not put away.
12. we mess up all of the folded clothes because we are digging to the bottom of the basket to find something to wear.
13. around the time the floor is covered in dirty clothes again and i need the basket to haul them downstairs, i put the clean clothes away. and refold half of them.
14. i refold and reorganize half of the closet because when my hubby wants something to wear (like a t-shirt) and he pulls one out he doesn't want to wear, he just shoves it back in.
15. i curse at all of the clothing we have.
16. i curse at having to hang clothing up.
17. i curse because our clothing is wrinkled from being left on the couch/shoved in a basket/folded and shoved in a basket.
18. i repeat the entire process all over again.
you'd think i would have learned by now...but no.
i still hate laundry.
and i still put it off as much as possible.
sigh. i have three baskets of laundry to be folded now. the stress!
maybe someday i'll be rich enough to have the laundry sent out. or maybe even rich enough that i can wear something once then go buy something new to replace it.
i hate doing laundry.
like seriously hate it. it is the worst household chore. it takes forever. and since having a baby our laundry has quadrupled, i swear. onesies, and bibs, and burp cloths, and baby blankets, and crib sheets, and on and on...
i hate laundry.
did i say that already? yep, i did. but i can say it again. i HATE it.
usually laundry in our house consists of this:
1. piles of it all over the floor, usually on the floor next to the basket. (but not really in the basket. maybe half hanging out.)
2. one of us (usually me) runs out of clean underwear. or my dh needs his work clothes cleaned. or the baby is running low on pjs. so i moan, i complain, i whine, i gather up the piles of laundry spread all over the floor in baskets.
3. i haul the large two overflowing baskets down the stairs to the laundry room, muttering the whole way.
4. i divide the laundry into loads by color. i curse at the number of loads to be done.
5. i change the loads, usually having to run the dryer twice for each load because they don't get all the way dry.
6. clean clothes get piled on the couch because i hate folding it one load at a time. i'd rather do it all at once.
7. clean clothes sit on the couch for a few days.
8. clean clothes get shoved back in the baskets for another day or so.
9. we pull clean clothes out of the baskets looking for something.
10. i finally get around to folding them, clean, folded clothes get put in basket to be taken upstairs to get put away.
11. baskets are taken upstairs, put in bedroom, clothes not put away.
12. we mess up all of the folded clothes because we are digging to the bottom of the basket to find something to wear.
13. around the time the floor is covered in dirty clothes again and i need the basket to haul them downstairs, i put the clean clothes away. and refold half of them.
14. i refold and reorganize half of the closet because when my hubby wants something to wear (like a t-shirt) and he pulls one out he doesn't want to wear, he just shoves it back in.
15. i curse at all of the clothing we have.
16. i curse at having to hang clothing up.
17. i curse because our clothing is wrinkled from being left on the couch/shoved in a basket/folded and shoved in a basket.
18. i repeat the entire process all over again.
you'd think i would have learned by now...but no.
i still hate laundry.
and i still put it off as much as possible.
sigh. i have three baskets of laundry to be folded now. the stress!
maybe someday i'll be rich enough to have the laundry sent out. or maybe even rich enough that i can wear something once then go buy something new to replace it.
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