Don't get me wrong.
Every minute is fun and full... of all kinds of things...but some provide a visual I don't want to go into here.
Even with every minute being full, nothing gets done.
Nothing.
Well not really.
Nothing gets done around here on a regular basis, but especially nothing gets done when my fabulous Jeplen is here.
Jeplen is taking a 'The Incredibles" movie break from our exhausting morning of getting nothing done.
I love that the head of Edna Mode can be seen in the mirror.
Love her.
Where was I?
Oh yes.
Feeding, playing, reading to, changing, tickling, snuggling with and chasing after Jeplen for hours leaves no time for straightening up anything.
Which takes it's toll on the state of the house...which was already mostly stirred up when he got here.
Have I mentioned my housekeeping skills before?
I try.
I truly do.
But I'm kind of a rebel and of the mind that a clean house is a sign of a wasted life.
In my opinion.
Which is what this blog is about.
My life and my opinion.
Wait don't click out....
Sometimes I can be interesting.....
Anyway...
So things get stacked on top of other things.
Very stacked when Jeplen is here.
Things must be kept away from the toddler or they will be chewed on, broken, shared with a dog or simply disappear.
There is no time to put things in their proper place.
He was here yesterday.
For example:
Kitchen Counter
Stuff stacked from one counter to this one after I cleared off the other counter.
Stacked Stove.
Now there is no guilt about not cooking!
Don't judge me.
Nevermind...go right ahead.
I'm too tired to worry about it.
Besides, I'll just stack the judgment on the counter with the other stuff.
Thanks for being here.
P.S. Here is what things look like after he leaves so you won't judge me quite so harshly.
Blurry kitchen counter.
Because I was squinting.
My glasses got lost somewhere.
Found them.
Cleaned off the stove.
Dang it.
Time for dinner.
See you soon!
Four things:
ReplyDelete1. ARE YOU SAYING YOU THINK I WASTED MY LIFE BECAUSE OF MY CLEANING OCD???
2. You are ALWAYS interesting. Never doubt that for a second.
3. One of favorite short poems:
- Cleaning the house while the children are growing is like shoveling snow
while it is still snowing.
4. ARE YOU SAYING YOU THINK I WASTED MY LIFE BECAUSE OF MY CLEANING OCD??? In your opinion.
Seriously, cute post. How did we change our clean rolls from childhood? Me with my 'stir stick' and you with the perfect room? Is this how you feel (see below) if you substitute the word 'world' for 'my house'??? :)
Mr. Incredible: No matter how many times you save the world, it always manages to get back in jeopardy again. Sometimes I just want it to stay saved! You know, for a little bit? I feel like the maid; I just cleaned up this mess! Can we keep it clean for... for ten minutes!
Hahahaha!
DeleteNot saying anything about your cleaning OCD.
From where I type its a gift you have that was dormant while we were growing up.
A Super Power really.
No force of will could make it happen in my neck of the woods.
So yes, it must be a super power
Seriously cute comment.
P.S. The picture of Jeplen is ADORABLE!
ReplyDeleteIsn't it just?
DeleteP.P.S. - ROLES - not rolls. There was no bread of consequence in our childhood that I recall! :)
ReplyDeleteHahaha.
DeleteI don't know....I remember monkey bread on Sunday mornings........
Jeplen and the dogs are so cute! The boxer (?) does not look amused. Haha.
ReplyDeleteLOL!
DeleteI had not noticed that!
He probably is giving the stink eye to the camera because HE is the one usually snuggled up against Eva (the black dog)!
How do you feel about the adage "cleanliness is next to Godliness"?
ReplyDeleteI feel that maybe I should change religions?!
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