Notes to Self:
- The best motivation for cleaning the house is to invite an insanely neat and organized, "germ-aware" OCD sister-in-law over for son's third birthday party.
- The house is disgusting - how did I not know this until I scrubbed one tiny corner of the kitchen and saw the comparison?
- How do I LIVE?
- Frantically scrubbing my house the night before my son's birthday celebration within the first week of a low-carb, no sugar crash diet which has depleted my energy AND possibly made me feel more than a little homicidal was probably not the best idea.
- The spontaneous beginning of the exercise program two days ago which has made me feel like tangible "splut" was also not the greatest of ideas.
- I really need to think things out more thoroughly.
- It seems I'll do ANYthing to lose a few pounds when it comes to an imminent weekend of swimming with skinny chicks.
- Find friends who aren't so skinny and swim with THEM.
- Go to the mountains with the skinny chicks. In the middle of winter.
- Never scrub under the vegetable drawers in the refrigerator again. Never. It's just too terrifying. Have the kids do it. Tell them aliens have left a surprise ... just for them.
- Buy stock in Magic Erasers, Shamwows and old toothbrushes. I haven't really found anything else I need.
- Decide which rooms are most important to scrub in detail . . . and bar the rest from entry during the party.
- Buy "crime scene" tape for doorways.
- Give up and relax and ENJOY the little guy's big day.
- And rejoice over the return tonight of a furry little loved one after she was missing for weeks. Somehow, I don't even mind how dirty the floor is when I see that SHE is again sitting on it.
That sneaky little Roxy!!! Where could she have been? I wonder if someone had taken her in and she had to make an escape? LOL
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