Mark is at work. It's Sunday & he has staff duty. This means he went to work at 7:00 this morning & will get home about 9:00 tomorrow morning. Sometimes I take advantage & work on personal projects or do deep house cleaning or just hang out & play with the kids all day, doing absolutely nothing. Today has been one of those days. A day where we just play & eat & sleep & do whatever we please like the Lost Boys in Neverland, not a care in the world, only days to live however we wish. But, the result of a day like this is what you see below & it only takes one day, one single day of carefree living. We skipped church because of Daphne's croup & the girls woke up with sore throats & coughing, my boys are the only ones that have shown no signs of sickness, so we have just been lazy all day long.
What will it take for me to recover from a day like this....well, I won't be able to sleep until I clean it, so it will take at least 2 hours to do it right, which isn't that bad. I'll eat that cheesecake sitting there on the computer desk calling my name & then burn off the sugar rush with housecleaning after I put the munchkins to bed with lots of hugs & kisses & smiles from a Neverland kind of day together. When is Wendy going to come & play mother & rescue us from this mess?????
That's toys on the piano & underneath it, Mavaney's stuff from the car that she just dumped on the floor on her way in. (At least she took it out of the car like her dad asked her to.) Diet Coke that just never made it's way into the kitchen & the bookshelf, it makes me want to cringe when it looks like that.
Noah had corn puffs for breakfast & Mavaney baked a cake, so there are some remnants of that left on the table. We haven't had a sit down meal all day long.
I have a love/hate relationship with this island in our kitchen. It's great cupboard & counter space, but when you don't keep it cleared off, it only adds to the monster of the mess.
My ironing pile which I usually try to work on on Saturdays or Sunday mornings. No such luck this weekend.
Grant knocked over the basket of toys, Mavaney got her backpack out & didn't hang it back up. I have littered the computer desk with all sorts of things off & on today playing seek & find games with the kids online or creating my newest blog.
The dishes should have been done a long time ago, like 6:00 this morning when I was awake. I believe the dishwasher is full of clean dishes & that's one chore I absolutely HATE to do, is unload the dishwasher. I usually leave it for the kids.
That's a dirty diaper on the floor. Mark doesn't understand how I can change it & then not take it right then & throw it away. I just get too busy sometimes I guess. In the chair is a package from a scrapbook store online that has yet to be opened after almost 2 weeks after it arrived on my doorstep. I have been saving it for a special moment, guess that moment just hasn't come along yet.
That trash bag in my room is from Isabelle's room (about 3 weeks ago) when she refused to clean it up, I went down there & put everything in a trash bag. We have lived this 3 weeks without a single thing in that bag, I couldn't even tell you what's in the bag, so this must mean we never needed any of it in the first place, right?? And how can you pick something out of your drawer & not take the 1 second it requires to close that drawer? It falls in the same category as disposing of dirty diapers I guess.
When the bedroom looks like this, Mark says it looks like my dresser threw up. Guess it kind of does. Grant knocked over the vacuum & since Mark had to work this morning & wouldn't be home until tomorrow, I rebelled & didn't make the bed. It's been hot at night too, so obviously it looks like neither of us used very many covers last night.