August 20, 2010

Friday Confessional

Hello! It's Friday and it's that time again. Let's just get right to it, yeah?
  • I SUCK at blogging.
  • I really do.
  • I really enjoy doing it.
  • And the outlet it gives me
  • You know, being able to just put it out there and get it out of my system.
  • but in my list of priorities, I feel really guilty sitting down to write a post when my living room looks like the aftermath of a natural disaster.
  • But guess what, friends!
  • I know, right?
  • It took me way longer than I would have hoped, but I think I've finally got a handle on things again.
  • Well, aside from the bathroom.
  • Can I just say how much I despise cleaning that stupid, tiny bathroom?
  • Utter hatred I tell you.
  • Not sure why
  • Have never really had feelings towards cleaning a bathroom before.
  • This one's got my number.
  • And I hate it.
  • I just can't get the umph to get in there and do it.
  • And it taunts me
  • every time I go in there
  • seeing the crayon on the tile
  • and the clutter around the sink
  • My inner anal retentive clean freak really wants to clean it
  • but the rest of me screams "I DON'T WANT TO!"
  • And the squeaky wheel gets the grease, you know.
  • Plus I can usually find something else to distract the inner clean freak
  • you know, like sorting something
  • or sweeping
  • or putting all the clothes IZ has grown out of into a tote.
  • and then putting said tote in EB's room.
  • That's right, folks.
  • The 15 month old is going to start wearing the clothes the 4 year old can still technically fit into, but mommy's anal retentive freak has taken all of the size out of IZ presence, just so it will be a pseudo-transition.
  • I'm pretty sure I'm going to hear, "Hey that's my shirt!" about fifty times.
  • Heaven help us.
  • And EeBs is getting smart too.
  • He's learned how to throw his weight around and get practically whatever he wants.
  • I'm afraid of the future.
  • Oh and I stole a sticker from Smiths yesterday.
  • IZ really wanted a sticker
  • The bag boy was busy
  • So I swiped one from an unmanned register.
  • AND THEN I got the talking to of my life!
  • "Mommy! You little sneaker bug! You stole that!
  • We don't steal! That's bad! You're supposed to ask before you take one!
  • You need to go tell him you took that! Stealing is not nice, mommy!"
  • Etc etc etc.
  • It went on for about 10 minutes.
  • Not kidding
  • And I was trying to justify my way out of it
  • But seriously, try and rationalize with a 4 year old sometime.
  • Exactly.
  • So I guess I need to go to Smiths and confess my sins to them,
  • But hey, it gets me out of cleaning the bathroom though...
Okay your turn! Go over here and read and play! Seriously, it will be so fun!!



VandyJ said...

Cleaning the bathroom is among my least favorite things--especially with all the boys in the house. There are times when it taunts me but I have learned to ignore it very well, at least until my feet stick to the floor or the toilet is just to gross for words--then I have oldest son clean it--it's teaching him to clean and I don't have to do it(much).

Jax said...

Ugh. Cleaning anything is on my least favorite but what I hate the most is not the entire bathroom; it's the bathtub. HATE it! I'd like to hire someone to clean just that.

Plain Jame said...

HI! THanks for your comment, it's always nice to have a new friend.
Ah yes, the bathroom escapades. It never ends.... it's an ongoing saga in this household.