I'm not sure how anyone else dresses to clean their house, but I can't be frumpy when I do it. Not with hair like this! As you can see, it's very long, and if you even have one sixth of the number of children that I do, you know the kind of Goo that I could come into contact with. So the hair must be corraled into a bun, or braid or the hated-by-everyone-I-know clippy. As a side note, what the heck is wrong with the clippy? It serves a very valid purpose, and no, I don't care that it makes me look like a nerd...
Beyond the hair, I must be wearing jeans. Cleaning in pajamas pants just makes me want to curl up on the couch and nap. Never mind that I wear scrubs at work, which are just pajamas with five pockets. Which brings up another valid point. Whatever I wear, it MUST have pockets, as I never know what sorts of tidbits will be brought to me throughout the day by children, or what items the Dyson will just be too wimpy to annihilate. Walking to the trash can forty-three times a day? Not me-into the pockets you go, see you on laundry day!
Shoes. I must wear shoes. Flip-flops work as well, when the weather allows. I so do not enjoy walking on crumbs and sticky something-or-other.
And a bra. Not that there's really anything to hold back, but a good counter scrubbing makes even the smallest grapes rattle in the tube sock, and that, my friends, just feels wrong.
Recap:
1: hair up, to ward off the ickies
2: jeans, because they mean business
3: shoes, to avoid the "seriously?! WHAT is between my toes?"
4: bra, let's save the jiggle for Baywatch or MTV
Hmph. No wonder that not much cleaning gets done here...not after seeing the maid's beautification process. Never mind that she has yet to make coffee and eat something. Oh, and look here...new diapers are needed in the living room. And what's that? Forgot to text that question to motherinlawdearest? Well I'd better just do that first. May as well check Facebook and the newspaper while I'm at it, too...
All prep done now, let's get to it, shall we? Noon? Already? Well I guess I can make some lunch for you little rugrats, sure! And you know since the big kids will be home from school soon,
I need to start thinking about dinner-which has to be early tonight since Adam has class and I have to work tonight...hmmm...
Maybe I can try this again in a few days...
Beyond the hair, I must be wearing jeans. Cleaning in pajamas pants just makes me want to curl up on the couch and nap. Never mind that I wear scrubs at work, which are just pajamas with five pockets. Which brings up another valid point. Whatever I wear, it MUST have pockets, as I never know what sorts of tidbits will be brought to me throughout the day by children, or what items the Dyson will just be too wimpy to annihilate. Walking to the trash can forty-three times a day? Not me-into the pockets you go, see you on laundry day!
Shoes. I must wear shoes. Flip-flops work as well, when the weather allows. I so do not enjoy walking on crumbs and sticky something-or-other.
And a bra. Not that there's really anything to hold back, but a good counter scrubbing makes even the smallest grapes rattle in the tube sock, and that, my friends, just feels wrong.
Recap:
1: hair up, to ward off the ickies
2: jeans, because they mean business
3: shoes, to avoid the "seriously?! WHAT is between my toes?"
4: bra, let's save the jiggle for Baywatch or MTV
Hmph. No wonder that not much cleaning gets done here...not after seeing the maid's beautification process. Never mind that she has yet to make coffee and eat something. Oh, and look here...new diapers are needed in the living room. And what's that? Forgot to text that question to motherinlawdearest? Well I'd better just do that first. May as well check Facebook and the newspaper while I'm at it, too...
All prep done now, let's get to it, shall we? Noon? Already? Well I guess I can make some lunch for you little rugrats, sure! And you know since the big kids will be home from school soon,
I need to start thinking about dinner-which has to be early tonight since Adam has class and I have to work tonight...hmmm...
Maybe I can try this again in a few days...
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