I don't pretend to be who/what I'm not. I will be honest here unless I publish under the category "This could be news," which is 99% fiction and a wee bit sarcastic. ;-) I want readers who come here to have as much fun as I do. Not all subjects can be fun, but most can be funny if I do my job right ;-)
My inner child is reflected in my logo and will change at a moment's notice.
Domestic Friday for this week is to work on the Spring Cleaning List. (What!? That again!?!) However, because it’s on my mind so much, I may have to read the 2019 version of my novel I found while looking through a back up drive last night – OR perhaps I should find an earlier copy to make sure I had not begun ruining it yet.
By ruining, I mean editing it in a hurry to finish it. Very BAD idea and an even stupider decision making process. All that work and willy nilly edits. Ruined. If I find an earlier copy – one that is pure in story, research, and character, I promise not to ruin it. Who am I making this promise to?
Myself and my main character, who is still not happy with me. She knows how I ruined her story and she is causing me twinges of guilt. I am also receiving random glimpses into her thoughts, that I should be writing down so I don't forget them because, after all, that is the purpose of her story. I can't sit at the computer all day, but I can hunt down the right copy of her manuscript so I have it handy when I can.
A.k.a. The Right Room, The Toy Room. It is the guest room between the Master and the end (Left side) guest room. It has a full sized bed and a closet full of games and toys. The left room has a queen sized bed, so it goes to married couples who visit. When no one is visiting it is my sewing room, but we will be visiting that room another day.
I need to finish up with the kid’s room so I can move on to the left room, a.k.a., sewing room. What a heap of unorganized “stuff”! Artwork and Picture frames cover the bed (underneath all the fabric and yarn.) I forgot about that chore. I have way too many things to hang and not enough walls. I hope I have room for them under all the beds, again, because I can’t make decisions like that now. I need a shower and some breakfast before my date with my hairdresser. If I can focus, I will still have an hour to clean before I leave to go there.
I actually had 15 minutes to clean. Got half of the headboard and footboard done. When I got back from the beauty shop and the grocery store I finished cleaning the bed frame and the matching table. Under the glass tabletop I could see the very fuzzy base board and frankily, I was jealous. The base board has more hair than I did.
Now, instead of being the woman who has half a shaved head, I am that bald chick. Or, that Marine who wears lipstick. Soon I won’t have to wear hats and that makes the weird looks worth it. I suppose I will have to put sunscreen on my head, but it should not ruin my hair – Ha! If you are feeling sorry for me – don’t. My head looks gorgeous now, four months after surgery. Too bad the wound still pulls and aches most of the time. The fuzz has almost covered up the scar. Wait! Why am I talking about my lobotomy again? Apologies.
What peach fuzz I have is spiked!
I do not know where the time goes, but it is already 5:00 pm and time to prep dinner. If I want to sew after dinner, I need to finish with the kid’s room. I would rather be working on my bubble quilt, but I have curtains to finish and another set to make from scratch. Sigh.
What I really want to do is eat a huge piece of cake and call it dinner. Hubby wouldn’t let me. He takes better care of me than I do sometimes.
You may or may not remember that I mentioned a list with chores that I wanted to get done. In fact, I stated, “I am writing a list of unclean things that are grossing me out.” Easy to put things on the list. Checking them off is complicated when you devote 2-3 hours a day working on something. Making progress is great, but I can’t cross the thing off the list until all of it is completed. So I had to make sub-lists of all the items on the big, fat list. That way I can check stuff off a lot.
“Another plan?”, you ask. Sort of. It is important that I don’t over-do and stress myself into feeling overwhelmed, like every other year. I am trying to pace myself. After all, I live here and I can clean whatever I want, when I want (almost). There is a deadline for the guest rooms to get uncluttered and cleaned well. I will be highly motivated to get those rooms acceptable.
I scanned my list and posted it. Maybe there are people who would like to see if it works for them. I hope it does, and I hope I’m one of those people. Please forgive the penmanship. I almost typed it up, but I stopped myself in time.
Try not to laugh too hard. The list will grow as I find things not on there now. Blah!
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