If I start my day with Dayquil...
Continue my day by snorting cleaning chemicals.....
and finish my day with Nyquil......
Does that mean I have a problem?
Or, could I simply be a Mom with a virus, in the middle of spring cleaning??????
My typical day-over the course of this weekend:
1) Take my drugs.
2) Feed people.
3) Clean up the mess.
4) Sit on the couch.
5) Wait for drugs to work.
Once the drugs go into effect:
1) Clean something I just cleaned, yesterday.
2) Clean something new, that will need cleaning again, tomorrow.
3) Throw in a load of laundry.
4) Collapse on couch and watch clock until I can take drugs again....
5) Fold laundry. Place in basket. Don't put it away. I'm sure this is because I desperately need a visual reminder of today's housekeeping progress, NOT because I soooooo hate putting laundry away;)
"Mom I'm done with my tub.... I'm all Pringley
" (As I can't remember whether this child has ever seen a PRUNE.. Pringley as opposed to pruney could be a more apt description.....)
"I wish I had a reset button"
(To which I replied: "Me too, Noah, Me too"
Evidence of trippy spring cleaning:
Dryer lint is bothering me.
It creates a flammable, mystery coating over everything in my laundry room. I need to put a garbage can closer to the washer so I don't "float" it across the room anymore... (Although, making a basket with dryer lint from 6 feet away is sometimes way up there on my list of daily accomplishments. )
For about 3 seconds, I wondered if there could be some valuable re-purposing of dryer lint. Apparently, I'm not the first to wonder about....making paper...
or spinning with lint.....
Don't call my next of kin to have me admitted... I got over it.
However- I have managed to fry the rubber backing, on every throw rug in the house. Just a PSA
to remember to ajust dryer temperature between towels and throw rugs. FYI- It turns into lovely crumbles- resembling beige bacon bits, when tossed about the salad-like mess of my laundry room. (Can you tell today was clean the laundry room day?)
Today's shocking experience:
Vacuuming the cold air returns. I suppose I don't pay attention to them... but, OH MY WORD! DISGUSTING! They have been functioning as special dust-scented room fresheners, I'm sure.
Can you tell I'm avoiding cleaning the big bath-tub??????????
Well- as cold medicine and following a pattern are not a great blend- not much! Still on the sleeves of my pink CPH.
Dear Lord- please help me balance getting rest and getting the spring cleaning done... and mostly- Lord- please help me with my attitude... I want to serve with gladness... not with crankiness- amen.
Labels: flu, funny things my kids say, Spring Cleaning