Wednesday, October 17, 2007

The State of Things

I just made myself laugh so hard I cried. Either that, or I was about to cry anyway.

So there's been a load of clean laundry in the basket waiting to be folded for 4 days. The other basket is MIA. (Apparently, there is thing in the house called the "laundry room"? Must check to see if it joined friends there...)

So what else is there to do with the three loads of laundry that have piled up in the last 4 days besides kick it out of three rooms (kids bdrm, master bdrm, bthrm) and down the stairs?

No, really. Kick it.

Besides making me laugh at my abominable housekeeping skills, it is an A.W.E.S.O.M.E. way to get rid of the dog hair collecting on the stairs.

Plus: It feels good.

Onward and upward, I say.

Blog posts are pecolating in my head, and except for crapped-out photo thingy, you would have scintillating musings to read and pictures to peruse about a knitting goddess, a FO and a surprise new thingy. (NOTE TO GRANDPARENTS: Your grandchildren's photos are being held hostage on an SD card by a malfunctioning card reader, courtesy of your grandsons who like to pull computer cords and short them out. Save the cuteness.)

But sometimes, truly, life does get in the way of knitting. Those law school apps won't write themselves, alas. And social services truly frowns on feral children.


Caroline L. said...

kick away! ha!

Rie said...

Yay for creative housekeeping! Suck it, Martha Stewart!

I was up until midnight cleaning, too, since our whole apartment has gone feral and we have some guests coming.

Can't wait to see those boy pics! And I have a b-day present for you and Malcolm (yes...I know his birthday was a while ago...I'm so very behind I'm almost early...instead of being so fast that I can roundhouse kick myself in the back of the head ala Chuck Norris, I'm so slow that I catch birthdays on the flipside).

Love you!