Aside from spending some time at the local bullseye, I was fairly busy this weekend. Friday night was definitly a lazy one. The week was exhausting and all I felt like doing was laying low...At about 9:30 I was trying to decide whether to go to sleep or start some laundry...which is pretty pathetic for a Friday night! I ended up doing laundry and then proceeded to talk on the phone until the wee hours of the morning.
Saturday was also very low key mostly due to lack of sleep from gabbing all night long. I took care of little-man, and that was about all I had energy for during the day. I took a nice and long nap, and then went out that night. It was a lot of fun to go out to the bars, and in a way made me feel like my single parent "burdens" were lifted just for a moment. Nights like that are refreshing, but I also was very happy to come home to my smiling little monster.
It took me a while to get going on Sunday. I ran to the bullseye (which you can read about in the previous post) and also picked up a couple of rolls of quarters so I could continue "mission get my laundry squared away". When I got home little-man and I took a nap, and it was everything I needed and then some! I was only planning on sleeping for a half hour so I could start on my missions I had wanted to accomplish before the weekend was up. Instead, I ended up sleeping for about three hours, and so did little-man (I guess we were both pooped!). When we woke up I decided it was high time to take out the two bags of trash that had miraculously accumulated and to start "Mission Laundry." I don't know if I am the only person who has this issue...but I always seem to have about 12 loads of laundry to do! It drives me NUTS! It is so time consuming, and never ending. I feel like most of the clothes are mine, which is ironic in itself because I don't feel like I have a TON of clothes, but I honestly never fail to have piles of clothes to wash. Today I accomplished six loads, which brings my weekend total to 10 loads (with at least five more to go...). I am going to make a public to do list for the next few days to see if that makes myself more accountable for my daily chores. I don't feel like I've been extremely lazy lately, but I know I have been slacking with my daily mom-cleaning-duties.
The next three days I will:
Monday- Put away laundry from the weekend. Purge my drawers and closet of clothes I have no intention on wearing. Do 2 new loads of laundry, and put away. Unload and load the dishwasher. Pick up toys at night.
Tuesday- Do 2 loads of laundry. Put away any clothes that were drying from the night before. Pick up my bedroom. Pick up toys at night.
Wednesday- Do 2 loads of laundry. Put away any clothes from the night before. Do a run through of the kitchen. Pick up toys.
...Seriously! Am I five?! Why do I have issues doing everyday simple tasks? I am done making excuses up for myself. It's time for me to start a new chapter in my life, and I'm determined to have this chapter be clean, less stressful, and more productive! It feels so good to have a clean house too!
My thoughts are too scattered and random to wrap this post up with any sort of intelligence. I wish I could write all of the words down to clean out my head...but I don't think it's gonna happen tonight! I hope everybody had a fabuloso weekend!
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