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July
22, 2006
Newsflash: it's raining. Again.
(started
on Saturday)
What better way to spend a few moments on a pouring-down-rain kind
of weekend than to update my peeps on what is happening at the old
homestead.
The
work week was splendid -- Geoff's summer camp bus pick up was at
7:50 each day, so I was able to get to the office by 9 most mornings,
and I think I worked late three of the days because Doug was on
pick-up duty. I ended up getting two full, solid weeks ahead in
scheduling and most of the way through a third week. This is good
because I'm taking Monday and Tuesday off next week. My inlaws are
arriving sometime tomorrow to spend a few days with us.
Another
great thing to do on a rainy day is clean up the house. I think
that this spring and summer's bad weather is all our fault. I finally
figured it out. It is God's way of keeping us home and making us
work on fixing stuff, cleaning stuff, and unpacking stuff. And the
longer we take, the more rain there will be on weekends. So you
can totally blame it on me.
Brodie
is progressing nicely. Getting big and fat, and she is really challenging
Jack to new and exciting games like "Bite the furry tail and
pull as hard as possible" or "Wait until the black dog
is peeing and then jump on his head." I'm sure Jack is thrilled.
(now
it's Sunday)
Before
I forget, let's mutter! Mutter
along if you like (aren't you proud of me for not going four weeks
and ignoring the muttering public?)
I say
... and you think ... ?
1. Requirements :: Graduation
2. Pizza :: Sausage, green pepper, onion
3. Dating :: Carbon
4. Issue :: Politica
5. Sharp :: Cheddar Cheese
6. Distinguish :: er
7. Remote :: Control
8. Felony :: Assault
9. Exercise :: the right to choose
10. Choose :: Exercise the...
Woke
up this morning to continue cleaning the house and to finish this
entry, because I'm a quality blogger who never leaves an entry hanging.
Right?
What
we ended up with yesterday was:
-Jess'
room cleaned and mopped. She did it herself, and her definition
of clean is never what mine is, but she's getting closer.
-Bathroom, floor mopped, table set up, towels installed, tub and
sink scrubbed, shower curtain washed.
-Laundry, washed, folded, put away. I even washed the comforter,
and it wouldn't dry. I ran it for about 5 cycles, and it just
kept rolling up on itself and the middle wouldn't dry so it's
totally spread out on top of a bunch of boxes so it gets air instead
of gets musty.
-Livingroom cleaned, mopped. The only thing I need to do there
is the desk/built-in thing because it is just covered with junk
that landed when we moved in.
-Dishes done, sink washed, stovetop washed, refrigerator reorganized
and stocked (thank you Doug for going to the market) and the dining
table scrubbed and pretty.
-Unpacked several boxes here in the study and cleaned off the
computer table. I just need to dust and mop in here, because it
is dusty and needs mopped. The futon won't stay in the up position,
so it has become the default place for dogs to sleep while one
is sitting here blogging and listening to Guster at top volume.
It's not a bad arrangement.
-Picked up dog crap in the yard with the cool new Jaws dogpoop
picker upper that I bought. Ewwww. It was gross as hell. I hate
that.
-Fought with the morning glories to get them to train up the fence
instead of train through the grass towards the house. Stupid fence.
Here
is what the bathroom table looks like, prior to the hanging of
clean towel on rack, and stacking of clean towels in table.
What
didn't get done that needs done:
-Bracketing
the platform for our bed and hanging the closet shelving still
have yet to be accomplished. Doug got started on that project
yesterday and discovered that the battery charger for his drill
is dead. So he got rather irritated. He's been sick, between poison
ivy and then getting some sort of stomach bug on Friday. So those
two projects seem to be waiting until a new drill is purchased,
because this charger is not sold by itself, it comes WITH the
drill. Dumbass drill.
-The aforementioned built-in desk in the living room
-Hanging up of some of the advertising that we got from Grandma,
but I don't have wire and eye hooks for the backs of the frames.
I have to go visit a craft store and pick those up. I could do
that today but.
-Putting stuff up in the attic that is ready to go into storage.
A lot of it is sitting in the room outside our bedroom, and that
is annoying me.
-The Guster CD mix that I've been making for my sister (I have
more space on the CD that I can fill, and I'm trying to figure
out what to put on there. I don't have a lot of Parachute on there,
so I'm listening again and again to decide what to put on aside
from Eden and Happy Frappy.
-I know that doesn't really count, but it is part of my mental
project list.
-Fixing flat on Geoff's bike so he can ride this week.
So
yeah. There is a lot left to do today, and I have to get to it.
Doug's parents should be here around 2pm, so I would like to have
this last bit of stuff done before they arrive...
Distractions
being what they are, I've been having a lot of fun watching Brodie
beat up on Jack. It's a distraction that brings joy to my heart.
She loves to bite his face and tail and ankles, and it just cracks
me up. Combine that with Guster today and I'm not very productive.
heh. But my son is gunning to go. He
is here with the mop and floor cleaner, ready to roll, so I'll end
this and let him mop. Glad to have the assistance I must say.
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