Im procrastinating....

Mondays are my day off. Mondays are the day I get the house clean, laundry done, sheets changed, toilets scrubbed, grocery shopping done etc. 
I have gone on strike...

We havent had a winter here. It has been nothing but gorgeous. I have had no cold weather to keep me indoors since November...and even then it wasnt terrible.
So on  Mondayds, instead of doing what i SHOULD be doing, I dilly dally. I find excuses to go outside...or read...or listen to music...or make a list of what NEEDS to get done. Or I will go through and do a quickie. Not really doing what needs to be done. Coasting along, just enough cleaning to keep the house "clean enough" but not "CLEAN".  I even made lists of eco-friendly household cleansers to use. In fact I even made my own eco friendly cleanser I found on Pinterest. (OK, Pinterest, another time suck reason I havent been on top of things as I should. Curse you twine, foam wreaths, glue guns and twig tutorials!)
Now last monday I DID attempt to get it into gear. I deep cleaned the bathroom upstairs, even bleach soaked the shower curtain and everything. And Saturday Charles really made a dent in the downstairs family room and laundry room.
But I am stuck with 2 months of SERIOUS Monday chores.  I can no longer ignore it. Its ridiculous. I only have myself to blame.
So why am I on Blogger bitching about it instead of getting my lazy you know what in gear and JUST DO IT!! Just ignore the 80 degree temps outside, and bite the bullet and get your manky kitchen floor mopped already woman!
Get those sheets off the bed. Get that toilet scrubbed. Get the meat out of the freezer for dinner because you are NOT tricking your husband into taking you out yet AGAIN.(but Sarah, your favorite sushi restaurant is open on Mondays now...just saying).

so here we go. ..off the computer....lets...gooooooooo.

Ok yeah, Im still here.
Im procrastinating. Putting off the inevitable. Prolonging the to-do list.

Ok just turn on some music, get out the supplies and go to town.

anyone want to go out to lunch? shopping?

HOODWINKED

So my in-laws left yesterday morning after a very nice visit.(Thanks for the new back tires on the Galant, and for the dinner at La Unica)

All day friday and Saturday morning I was cleaning like a madwoman. I cleaned out all the bedrooms and changed sheets, swept and mopped the bathrooms, AND folded and put away the 4 baskets of heaping laundry! The house was spotless. even OCD clean freak that is my mother could find no fault. I was gone all the rest of Saturday and part of Sunday. When we got home Sunday there they were in our driveway IN THEIR GIGANTIC MOTOR HOME!

My Husband said to me ,"Oh yeah, they're in their motor home".

HE LIED TO ME! He KNEW they were going to be in their motor home and werent going to be sleeping in our house or needing to use our bathrooms etc. He "forgot" thats how they were now traveling. In fact they hardly spent any time in our house at all, except the kitchen and piano room, which are always spotlessly clean(as it is the main area of the house that everyone sees)

I turned to him, pointing my accusatory finger and said "It was a trick! You just wanted the rest of the house clean!"

A representative for Mr.McBride neither confirmed nor denied the claim.

I am NOT June Cleaver

How June Cleaver did it is beyond me. (well I know she is a TV Character and I know she is not real, so please do not think I am crazy)
But I know women who are reall like June Cleaver. They always look nice. They always wear makeup and jewelry. Their hair is usually coiffed, nails manicured, toenails pedicured. They have a nice house, nice kids, cook Breakfast every morning, dinner every night and in between clean, sew, knit, socialize, run charity events and workout.

I on the stark contrast, roll out of bed, throw on something that isnt TOO wrinkled or looks like it came from a Hobo's dirty bandana- and-stick suitcase.
I shower at night, go to bed with wet hair and wake up with white girl afro. I usually have a ponytail to disguise said afro, and never wear makeup.

Breakfast usually consists of anyone of the three:
1. poptarts.
2. cold cereal, usually ending in charms, pebbles, pops, smacks or crisp
3. pancakes at Bob Evans

Lunch consists of sandwiches, nachos or some sort of boxed pasta. Pretty original I know.
Peters lunch is whipped together from a frozen uncrustables PB&J sandwich, a juicebox, and pre bagged snacks from the store. I dont wash, cut, chop or process anything. I am a lazy mom.

Dinner I can whip together if I manage to remember to take something out of the freezer. I am not one to make tuna casserole or grilled cheese if I forget to thaw the meat. But I wont lie, we have eaten our fair share of fish sticks, tater tots, sandwiches and cold cereal for dinner.

I try and keep the house clean, but I feel it is a losing proposition. I get it clean and shiny and sparkly and organized and 37.8 seconds later it is a pit of doom and despair, thanks to my two hurricanes(Finn and Peter), a dog and a husband who doesnt know what a clothes hamper is.

This morning I walked downstairs and noted 4 socks, 2 shirts, an undershirt, 2 pairs of jeans and 4 pairs on underwear in the hall...INCHES from the clothes hamper.
In the kitchen I saw mail just piled up from weeks of neglect and abuse. The table was covered in my work and projects that I hadnt had a chance to clean up yet. The sink was full of last nights dishes and food processor, and the bottom level of the houe was a den of transformers and kids toys and dog hair.

I cleaned on Saturday. I straightened on monday. I go out of town monday night and got home last night. I kind of ignored the house when I got home, as I was tired from driving and just so glad to be home again. I got up this morning and just shook my head in disbelief.

I am up to my armpits in housework today.

I cant tell you the last time I had a manicure. I would probably just bite the nails off anyways...
I CAN tell you the last time I had a pedicure...September 2005.

I am in a sad, pathetic state right now my friends.
I wish I could say that I had some pressing business and active social life..I dont. I really have no excuse. Itis pure laziness sometimes.
If being a mom and homemaker were a job in the world with managers and supervisors etc, I would totally be fired. Somedays I just want to ist and read a book, or watch a movie or go shopping. I have no desire to cook, clean, nurture, make beds etc.
Is that terrible??

Oh well, time to wrestle with a vacuum and put away laundry(the bane of my existence)
faretheewell my friends. I shall post more tomorrow...from a clean and sparkly house.