Why is that blasted phone ringing over and over and over? I got up to see why it was ringing. Realized it was himself needing some attention. I also remembered that I had shut off the sound on my cell phone YESTERDAY at the doctor's office so he was calling on the landline!
I stagger into his room, fix him up medically, and start to stagger back to my bedroom. Himself hollered, I went back. Now I'm cranky and out of sorts.
Bathroom next. Brushed teeth but I always forget and flush the toilet before brushing my teeth. I have a stream of water the size of a pencil lead at the sink, while the toilet fills back up. Halfway through, I hear another holler. I try yelling with a mouthful of toothpaste, and nearly choked myself. Got cleaned up, and went BACK to himself. Don't even remember what he wanted.
Now I get my clothes on because Sophie won't come back in the house, and himself can't get on the lawn without sinking in his wheelchair to China. Dog in, no sinking accomplished.
I go to the kitchen, and realize that the couch cover is still draped all over the bar stools because my dryer bit the dust. Take it, wad it up in a ball and put it on the end of the couch. Notice lots of dirt on the floor.
In the rec room, I see that I need to put some stuff in the back bedroom - known as a giant closet. So I clean off the top of the DOA dryer, and take it to the back bedroom. Look at the bedroom, that by now, I can hardly get into. I think about 2 seconds about rearranging and thought NO WAY.
Realize I need to pack a couple items to send back to Amazon. Go to rec room, find it online, fill out the paper work to get it ready to send. The confirmation is sent to my phone. Now if I can just remember where I put my phone. No packing needed Amazon says, but since we break down all boxes to recycle, I don't have one big enough for the stuff I'm sending back. Out to the garage. Back in. Tape up a box so at least himself can carry the stuff into the UPS store. See the things I need to send to my granddaughters still on the kitchen counter. Back to the garage to get another box. Make sure no spiders are in it. Back inside, I put the items in the box and tape it really good. Got a label out of my desk drawer, put it on, put my return address on and think about something I need to do in him self's bedroom. Go in, see a bowl that belongs in the kitchen, decide to take it to the kitchen. Start out the door, realize his bed needs straightening because it looks like a hurricane hit. Straighten it out, realize the top of the dresser needs straightening, and I do that. Pick up the bowl to go to the kitchen and decide I need to use the restroom. Set down the bowl in the bathroom.
Finish there and start back to the kitchen, and realize the bathmat has slid to the floor. Picked it up, put it back on the side of the tub, pick up the bowl and head for the kitchen.
Realize I need to get the clothes out of the washer and hang them outside because said dryer is DOA. Back to the kitchen to scrounge clothespins because we use them to close the chip bags. Back to the rec room, get him self's jeans and journey outside. It is COLD. It is WINDY. But I got them hung up.
Get a heavy shirt from the laundry basket and hang it in the hallway where I rigged up a temporary rope clothes line. Get that hung up.
Start another load of laundry. Realize I haven't finished addressing the package to my granddaughters. I get the address card out of my roll a deck, and then go to the kitchen and put on the right address. Back to the rec room, put address card back in my roll a deck. See the kitchen floor, - it is a mess. I sweep it up, get the dirt in a dustpan, finally shove the bar stools back to the counter, put all the boxes together for himself to take to the post office or UPS.
By this time, the next laundry is done. I scrounge heavy hangers from 3 closets, and hang up the heavy shirts on them. Take them outside and hang the hanger on the clothesline, and clip it with a clothespin. Think that I need to call himself and tell him to get a new roll of rope and a package of clothespins in case this happens again. Think about going and digging through our camping stuff and get another rope and clothes pins out of the van. Nope - too much work.
Came inside, decide to hang the rest of the stuff outside after all. Find clothespins, hang up the clothes and come inside. Notice that my throw rug by the backdoor is full of dead grass. Take it outside, shake it good. Notice my rec room floor is full of dead grass and who knows what. Try to find the broom - but its not where it should be. Walk to the kitchen - find it there.
Sweep the rec room, and take the dirty clothes basket back to himself's bedroom. Put the broom up, and decide to eat a snack and rest. Nothing sounds good. I eat some Easter Eggs like whoppers, drink some tea and try to figure out what to do next. Oh yes, my bedroom. Its a mess Don't care one bit. Just leave it.
All this in less than 2 hours. I need a vacation on a beach. Nice warm sunshine. Adult beverage in my hand. Good snacks that I DON'T HAVE TO MAKE. Wave sounds. Birds singing.
Not in the cards! More work. More dishes. More food to cook. GRRRRR
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