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super saturday

today's one of those stupendous days when even though you're exhausted you're totally pumped and excited about everything you've accomplished and wished you had a few more hours to do more

How's that for an upunctuated run-on sentence? Tonya's room is clean and sorted, her bathroom is clean (except for mopping), and the boys' bathroom is clean (except for mopping) and I'm almost finished cleaning out the dining room, which had been pack central station. While cleaning the boys' bathroom (aka the nasty of nasties), I opened one of the drawers to place their toothpaste inside and discovered: clean Q-tips, dirty Q-tips, empty toilet paper rolls, batteries, dental floss, earphones, toys, rolls of gun caps, and little bitty pieces of paper. While I had a brother growing up, I don't ever recall him leaving such stuff in the bathroom (though that could have been because his three older sisters would have let him have it!). Now all that's left is sorting through their room and trying to reclaim some semblance of order.

Meanwhile, Tommy and Joey came today to do yardwork, and they got quite a bit accomplished! I joined them for a little while and trimmed the bushes out front while Tommy mulched around them. Unfortunately, Lucy and Linus for some reason decided to start chewing again last night, and part of the door frame, one column, and numerous posts on the porch railing are now missing massive chunks. I hope they got splinters.

I know the neatness won't last; it never does. But it's still nice to know I'll head into Monday with maintenance to do when I get home and not monster cleaning. Gotta love those Saturdays!

Comments

sara said…
Good job! And when you blog about it, the accomplishments are forever frozen in time :)

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