Wanting the house clean doesn’t mean

Wanting to keep my house clean, or heck cleaning my house for that matter doesn’t not mean I am a perfectionist, or a clean freak!  I work so hard during the week tending to my housework, the weekend comes and I look around and I think to myself what happen?

Since starting my new meds, I have to say I have slowed down quite a bit, more than usual actually!  (Even my mind believe it or not and I don’t think that is a good thing) Usually I am doing extra things this time of year, sort of like spring cleaning, but in the fall where I put away my summer clothes (well in the back of the closet and dresser drawers) and pull out the longer sleeve and warmer stuff.  I have not done that yet.  Heck doing the bedding for 4 beds during the week kicks my butt right now.  Then I think to myself wait a minute.. my son is 16 and my daughter is 18, can’t they wash their own bedding???

Today what I wanted to do when right out the window, when just getting rid of a simple broken monitor of my son’s turned into moving rooms around and finding things that is gross and disgusting and will leave the details off my blog but has to do with certain articles of dirty clothes!!  EW EW EW!!  So it was Lysol/Pinesol whatever-sol I could fine to scrub scrub scrub the floor!

I had fixed pizza for dinner and escaped to Wally World for a few things, then treated myself to a much need Starbucks Frap!  Hey I think I earned it.

So tomorrow begins the same ole same ole routine of my typical MONDAY.  Perhaps I should post what I do in a typical Monday tomorrow!!