08.18.08
A Good Day for Catkind
Maca has been checked out and her mouth is healing up nicely except for one reddish spot. Since she is currently eating fine we’re just going to keep an eye on her. Based on her improvement there is no need for her to have medication right now. The vet said it looked like all of sutures had dissolved like they were supposed to and he noticed how great she looked right away! So YAY MACA!! What a huge relief!
Today I decluttered a kitty cat welcome sign. I’ve noticed that because I have cats I tend to get a lot of cat related items…statues, candle holders, t-shirts….but very few dog related things…but I’m not complaining!
I don’t know if this counts as “decluttering” or overcoming the procrastination hurdle but I finally cleaned up the sticky residue left over from our 3M General Carpet Tape. We had a small rug by the back door and to stop it from constantly being shot across the room by overzealous dogs we found this great tape. And then we found out that the ants and discovered some crumbs underneath that small carpet in spite of it being vacuumed…so out it came, leaving that sticky stuff behind. I will say that Goo Gone is fantastic stuff, what I thought was going to be a long labour of scraping and picking turned into a light scrape, a quick wipe and I was done. Fantastic stuff! Smells good too, like oranges.
07.11.08
Into The Abyss
Do you want to know what happens when you procrastinate? I’m sure you know what happens.
- Look at project.
- Hang head in utter dejection at the sheer size of said project.
- Start project with heavy heart.
- Try to keep going on said project and give up at the magnitude of the ginormous task.
- Put it off until “you’ve got time”.
- You never have time.
So that’s pretty much how big projects go. My big project…the abyss formerly known as my basement. And the procrastination has now come back and bit me squarely in the ass.
Remember that beautiful dual fuel stove I told you about? Well in order for it to be dual fuel one must call some guy to install a gas line…in the basement. MY BASEMENT.
And said guy is coming Monday.
Guess what Scott and I are doing tomorrow? If you guessed sitting out on a patio drinking beer you’d be wrong…so very, very wrong. We have to clear space downstairs for this poor man to work in. It should take hours upon hours to sort through the years of crap we’ve been tossing down there to go through “later”. Or we could end up just moving it around to sort through “later”. I’m not looking forward to this.
If you don’t hear from me on Monday send out a search party…please.
06.19.08
Dust Bunnies Beware…This Is War!
Well, it was time. Long overdue in fact. It was time to face the horrors beneath the couch.
I pulled out my trusty Dyson Animal (love) and began manhandling the love seat out of the way before realizing that first I would have to put the dogs away before Flash took offense to the presence of said vacuum. I’m not quite sure why he thinks the vacuum cleaner needs to be taken down but he does. Growling, pouncing and snapping at it with fury! So off they go.
And can I just say ew. Ew. Apparently there was some pop spilled under the couch, by me no doubt…well wait. Flash has a habit of tipping cans over while trying to get to my tea or coffee mug…so maybe he did it. Yes, let’s blame the dog.
So high five to me. Vacuumed and mopped under both sofas.
This has nothing to do with the fact we’re having company on Saturday…pinky swear. It may have something to do with the dusting and wiping and general running around I’ve been doing.
I’ve learned that there’s nothing to kick your ass into gear like inviting people to your home, especially when that company includes a baby…a crawling baby. These little visitor seem to have a knack for finding every stray ball of fur in my house every. single. time.
So my little dust bunnies, my vacuum, my dusters and my pink micro-fibre cloth mock you. Yes, I said MOCK.
And for your amusement, I’ve apparently spelt vacuum wrong for this whole post. I hate that word. Vacume, vacuume…all wrong.
03.28.08
Earth Hour
Tomorrow is the big day for WWF’s Earth Hour. I’ve been signed up for about a week and hopefully I’ll remember to turn out the lights tomorrow night. You can get signed up too.
I’ve been wandering around the house aimlessly trying desperately to get the house more organized. MC’s toy room looks nice. I went through some of his toys and put some of his baby stuff into storage. I also took some of the toys off the shelf with plans hopes to rotate a few toys around. I cleared some clutter out of the bedroom and attempted to pretty it up a little. The kitchen is, as always a daily adventure in cleaning. At least it’s managed to stay nice for the week.
My biggest issue with trying to organize and purge is where to put stuff that doesn’t have a “home” yet. For now it’s sitting in a laundry basket ready to be distributed to the right spots…which I can never seem to find. In the midst of the few things I want to keep I’m unearthing large quantities of garbage and recycling. Nice.
I swear it must be the spring cleaning ads and blogs that have lit a fire under my butt. That and seeing how nice other people’s homes are, makes mine look like a sty. *insert dramatic sigh here*
Oh, oh, oh…I saw a ROBIN. I did. Pinky swear. Spring has sprung and I am so ready to head outside.
