September 16, 2005

'Nuthern.

Weekend, that is.

As you recall, this is now the end of the second full week of trying to finish cleaning house. It is no more cleaneder than it was before I gave up two weeks ago. Still have to get the bedrooms done, and the kitchen, especially the floor. To make matters worse, the house is occupied by five people other than myself who seem little inclined to keep things picked up and put away, so now we have a degredation in the once-cleaned areas of the house--the dining room, the usual place the kids go to do their homework, is now brimming again with castoff papers and junk and stuff and things and jetsam. The countertop I spent so much time on before in mine and Mrs. Oglesby's bathroom has now started to get crusty with makeup again (on her side). The neatly folded cotton throws in the den have been dragged back out and artfully arranged in piles on the floor. And DANGITALL, the VOLVO STILL NEEDS TO HAVE THE NEW HEADLIGHTS AND DASHBOARD INSTALLED!

Tonight will probably be a mad rush to reclean the main areas, and to try to find a hiding place for all the junk over on the other side of the bedroom, and SOMEone is going to sacrifice his poor knees and back and get down and scrub the kitchen floor of its accumulated grime before tomorrow. At this point, I don't care if that lady brings her nephew and niece-in-law or not. I'm not going to put them off anymore, no matter if the place looks like, well, like it does right now.

Hmmm. Which means if I don't really care, I could save myself a lot of effort by just leaving it a mess...

Hmmmmm.

Well, shoot--I suppose I'll clean it anyway.

And it might even go over into MONDAY! Because I won't be here then. I have to take Ashley in for the fitting of her wires on her braces first thing Monday morning, and then I have to be back at the in-laws' house to pick up the kids because the in-laws will be out of town, so I took the bold step of taking an entire day of vacation.

Which means that between the time I drop Oldest back at school, and about 3:30 or so that afternoon, I will have some time just for me. I predict a trip to the junkyard, and possibly the library. WOOHOO!

Anyway, I'll see you all on Tuesday.

Posted by Terry Oglesby at September 16, 2005 03:50 PM
Comments

In the cleaning department, I feel your pain Brother.

Posted by: Mercy at September 19, 2005 04:31 PM

For once the pain wasn't so bad--at least we managed to do something and actually make headway at it, rather than just spinning our wheels.

Posted by: Terry Oglesby at September 20, 2005 09:23 AM