My process for cleaning our home

• Begin with checking email, reading friends' blogs and posting to own blog
• Check email again, just in case I have received one in the last ½ hour
• Eat dinner and dish up seconds
• Spellcheck latest blog post and correct stupid errors like “Grameboy”
• Walk into living room, kitchen, dining room area, sigh heavily and ponder where to begin
• Walk into living room, put everything that is on the floor onto the ottoman for later sorting
• Decide jeans are too tight for cleaning, climb stairs and put on PJ pants
• Pick up needy cat, listen to her purr, ponder lying down on bed with said cat, decide marital peace and a clean house are currently higher priorites
• Descend stairs, enter office, pull up MS Word on laptop to jot down process thus far so I don’t have to remember too much
• Wonder if I do in fact have adult ADD as some have suggested
• Keep typing draft of this blog post
• Return to living room to put stuff that is on floor onto ottoman
• Find obscure things on living room floor, like super mega sized ice scraper, blame children
• Hang up coats that previously filled hall closet but had to be removed so maintenance could spray enzyme cleaner on the hallway carpet after TT flooded the hallway
• Realize I forgot to blog the story about TT flooding the hallway with his bathwater
• Seriously wonder where husband is…have no idea
  
• Answer door, talk to KK about how TT refuses to do his vision work with her tonight
• Yell downstairs, discover husband is on computer, tell him he gets to do vision homework with TT
• Wait 10 minutes, continue cleaning, holler to husband once again, mention current time
• Wonder why I’m always the default parent, continue cleaning
• Fold some laundry
• Move to kitchen, sigh heavily once again, begin moving all dishes and stuff to one side of kitchen
• Husband comes upstairs, goes outisde to get child. Husband and child return, ask husband if dishes in dishwasher are dirty or clean
• Husband tells story about new trend where people have 2 dishwashers and dishes constantly cycle between the dirty one and the clean one, dishes never have to be put in cabinets
• Imagine having more cabinet space, remember that I love my husband because he makes me laugh, wish I had two dishwashers
• Begin dishes, realize that there are more dishes than there is room in the dishwasher, wish for two dishwashers again
• Listen to husband convince child to do vision homework, remember that I'm not always the default parent afterall, remind myself how great he can be with the boys
• Decide my life would be easier if I made my 5^th grader do chores, feel guilty for not being better about assigning chores, wonder what kind of men I'm raising/creating
  
• Answer door, get package with AAA maps from neighbor that was delivered to her by mistake, tell neighbor she too can order free maps with her AAA membership
• Call for 5^th grader, assign recycling to him, he asks me to help him take recycling to curb, I say I don’t have shoes on, laugh when he replies, “Well…it’s not like you don’t have 43 pairs of shoes! I’ll bet you could find a pair to put on.” Congratulate myself on raising a Pacific Northwesterner in Iowa rather than a Midwestern Nice kid. Consider this a great accomplishment.
• Answer phone for 5th time tonight. Thank God that Shana got home safely and got her flat tire fixed, and realize how much I miss her, tell her PMC is coming to town tonight
• Wonder when PMC is going to show up and if he’s going to return my phone message. Realize how much internal chatter clogs my brain.
  
• Resume cleaning, descend to basement, decide “Bachelor Pad” is still an apt term for downstairs TV room, pick up food-related trash, leave rest of mess for another day
• Answer door, receive bags 2 and 3 of hand-me-down clothes from Ks. Thank my lucky stars for them for the 800^th time tonight. Realize thanking the Ks without ceasing is easier than praying without ceasing. Help CH sort through the clothes
• Discover dining room table, clean it off, wipe it down
• Discover time, make list of remaining tasks (well…some of them anyway), post this entry and call it a night