Cokes: 2
Cokes spilled:1
Babies scolded: 1
Loads of laundry: 1
Hands chemically burned from Oxi-Clean: 2 (don't break the clumps up with your hands)
Loads of dishes: 1
Number of times the Little Kid was stopped from grabbing a knife: 2
Number of times dishwasher door had to be closed while loading to prevent little kid from getting into it: 4
Rooms wandered through aimlessly: 9
Bags of garbage collected: 2
Times I resisted getting back on computer for Paris update: 6
Little Kid found in dog water bowl, once with a vacuum part: 2
Wiped noses: 2
Catalogs read: 2
Boat spotlights found: 1
Retinas scorched from boat spotlight: 2
Number of times Little Kid cried and demanded to be picked up: 3
Strangulation attempts with the vacuum cord prevented: 1
Fights with Big Kid about changing the channel to adult programming: 1
Number of adult programs viewed today: 0
Phone calls with various people to discuss the 7:30am twin ordeal tomorrow: 2
Trips to mailbox: 1
Nursing sessions only because I needed a good excuse to check my email, tell you guys how unproductive I'm being and get a Paris Update: 1
4 comments:
This sounds like many days at my house. It is a wonder we get anything done.
Looks like a very productive day! How did it end? Are you ready for your company tomorrow? If all else fails, run around with a laundry basket and throw everything that's not where it should be in the basket, and stuff the basket in your closet until after the company leaves. :)
Well I vacuumed the whole house and then MOPPED. This NEVER happens. When I told Mr. Ashley I was going to do the floors he said, "With what, a mop? Wow"
After that I was pretty tired though, so Mr. Ashley is going to pick the twins up and I'll have until tomorrow...and then I can blame the mess on them.
Hmmm...sounds very similar to a day In the Trenches! I always feel like I'm running around like a chicken with my head cut off!
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