Wednesday, November 4, 2009

zzzz.


i have had such anxiety about my bedroom for weeks now. really about my house because there is much that needs to be done to it and not a blip of time to do it. no really. i'm not just saying that to get out of it.

i have called in the troops and this morning while i'm away earning the bacon, the home will get a nice grooming. before the grooming happenings can occur, there must be order. and the order must come at dark-30 (cause there's just no other time). it's mostly in order except for a couple of overwhelming places...and this morning there is one MOUNTAIN left.

the alarm beeped its annoying beep at 3am
i went into the room
i walked out of the room wanting to die
i did a few other measly things around the house
all the while really wanting to be in bed snoozing
and feeling a bit annoyed that i can't
i went back into the room and just started.
people,
it
took
me
all
of
24
minutes
to fold
THE
MOUNTAIN
on
my
bed!
24!!!
twenty four!
t.w.e.n.t.y.f.o.u.r.
24teeny tiny minutes of my life
it
took
11
more
to
put
them
away
11!!!!!
ELEVEN!
eleven
e.l.e.v.e.n.
it will take a tad longer to hang up, but SERIOUSLY?
let me just explain that for at least 2 weeks i have been sleeping on the couch bed (which is actually quite comfortable) and in the cute boys room, all totally as incentive, while THE MOUNTAIN occupies my own bed. and approximately 35minutes of work could have given me sweeter dreams.
holy moly.
off to see if i can cram in some extra comfortable zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz's

1 comment:

Lauren Bingham said...

I usually just work my body around/on top of the mountain, until I decide they're dirty again and wash them...all so I won't have to fold. Why?

P.S. we miss you guys.

P.P.S. I gasp out loud when I read 3 AM.