This Week...

DH has been away this week for work.

This means that not only am I supposed to get "my stuff" done around the house, I have to take care of the daily/weekly items that he covers. Things like feeding the animals, cleaning the kitty box (ick!), taking out the trash and recycling.

And guess what? Although I've had to keep up with his items to prevent an animal uprising, my stuff hasn't really gotten done.

Being "single" I've reverted to my pre-DH habits - ice cream for dinner, staying up until midnight, watching TV and futzing around the house doing not much of anything - and I've realized I can't do it any more. I can't stay up until midnight and then get up again at 6AM and be alert for the day (of course, back in the day I didn't have any animals, and a less than 10 minute commute to a 9AM start, so I didn't have to get up until closer to 8AM, and also a much smaller living space to keep clean).

All of this doing "nothing" means that I found myself vacuuming at 8PM last night*, changing the sheets on the bed this morning, and regretting that I didn't make time to clean the bathroom or the kitchen before DH comes home this evening.

So despite all of my grand plans to have the house sparkling before his return, I managed to mostly keep it in the same shape as when he left on Sunday. Go me.



*During the commercials while watching VH1 count down the greatest one-hit wonders of the 1980's. Only the first floor got done before I wore out.