Life intrudes. It piles up. The disaster of piles of stuff abounds.
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Sadly, this is so true around here, I would like to cry. Creators Rick Kirkman and Jerry Scott have nailed it. |
Dishes that are in the drying rack that could be put away.
Ditto for the clean load of laundry in the dryer.
So often, I look at the piles of stuff to do and I can't bear it. I rant, I shout. I force the kids to do something.
Five minutes. Like three rounds of commercials. How hard can it be?
This weekend, I decided I was tackling the five-minute jobs. Oscillating fan that rattled and just needed to be tightened = fixed. Toilets beyond gross = clean. Dishes and laundry = dealt with.
I'm fixing the broken strap on my sundress next. Five-minute repair job, soon to be done.
This is going to become a regular weekend thing. I'm bringing the kids in next . . . two songs, upstairs, we clean up. If anything, at least when Grandma and Grandpa arrive, hopefully it won't be a disaster up there.