Today I shall accomplish great things, many many great things. And in honor of those things, I will post them here, to share, as the day goes by. I have already accomplished the first:
- Laundry Basket Reclamation. When we returned from China, in July, I put all the things we acquired there into a laundry basket and sat it on the dog crate in our bedroom (which, as you can gather from that statement, is a very relaxing and well-designed affair, suitable for magazine pages). I just emptied it. Anybody want some chopsticks, inexplicably packaged in silken pouches?
- Laundry: Â Sorted and started. (Lily helped sort.)
- Dinner in slow cooker.
- Dishwasher: Emptied and re-loaded. In performing this last task, and several to come, I run into a difficulty. The mere fact of me, standing in the kitchen, causes children to experience a hunger unrelated to appetite. It is the hunger for me to do something, anything, for them instead of what I am am doing, because if I am in the kitchen, why else would I be there? They need applesauce. Goldfish. Pretzels, sliced apples, “budder, not that budder, that budder” (that would be peanut butter).Â
- Iced coffee concentrate (a NOLA thing we do, even in the winter, because a) we are weird, b) we don’t have room on the counter for a coffee maker and c) I make lousy coffee) strained into containers.
- Deviled eggs for my lunch, prepared and all consumed by children. New eggs, boiling.
- More deviled eggs. All eaten.
- Laundry
- Laundry
- Laundry
- Pretzel-baking activity successfully done with kids and one playdate.
- Snowshoed with friend, Sam and door.
- Playroom cleaned (by kids).
- Dinner served. Team Sam and Rory “did” dishes.Â
- Package to world’s best hotel duty manager that I’ve been meaning to send for over two months sealed and ready with address.
- Picture printer set up on desk.
- Did I say laundry?
- Art project from playdate cleaned up by Lily.
- Lego project from playdate cleaned up by Lily.
- Lily’s brand-new hot pink skull and crossbones pjs washed as promised! But alas, not dried. Sorry Lily.
- Put out Rory and Wyatt’s clothes for week. Meant to tell Lily to do hers, but Lily and Rory often match, and I forgot and got hers out too.
- Instructed Sam to do own clothes. Found after he went to bed that he had not done so. Did part of it. I know, I know. Baby steps.
- Restored bedroom to pristine state of soothing….oh, who am I kidding. I didn’t finish this one. I did get as far as is easy for me to get, with a soothing, if dusty, large dresser and a complete and exciting absence of plastic crates.Â
- All that remains is lunch prep, and I feel like a girl who had a successful day.Â
I am so not ready for tomorrow, to be honest. I had a good break, enjoyed the kids (an absolute first) and don’t really feel the need for it to end. Plus I’m a little overwhelmed and daunted by my coming work schedule. Excited, but nervous about taking on new gigs and such. Tomorrow I organize ALL THAT.
Okay, I am intrigued by “put out clothes for the week.” Do they really wear what they put out days ahead of time? Where do you/they PUT the clothes out?