This evening, I took that tropical print bedspread from Saturday's yard sale and covered my loveseat-couch with it. It doesn't go with anything else in the room, alas, but it's a nice change from the fish
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My problem is world-class procrastination. I can put things off and delay and stall and weasel---and when I *finally* get around to doing whatever it is, it takes me maybe, five minutes. Except for the sinkful of dishes---that's probably gonna take an hour.
The one that worries me most is the "get a job" one. It's not like I can have one delivered with a side of breadsticks. .
That's the problem with housework - it's never done. It looks like it's done but it's not - and "done" doesn't really last long. There's just something wrong there!
I remember when I was first married and had a newborn baby- I did what seemed like mountains of laundry. Next day, there it was again! I remember thinking, "I just did this yesterday-- how in the world could this many clothes be dirty AGAIN??" Little did I know! That was in the days when we had the mini-stacked washer and dryer. That soon became a joke when the family grew larger.
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get a grip, get a clue get a life, get a job.
Hey! I resemble that remark. *grin*
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The one that worries me most is the "get a job" one. It's not like I can have one delivered with a side of breadsticks.
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I wish you had a bedroom, too. And plumbing. Deluxe plumbing with showering AND laundry facilities.
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