g'morning. I am having stress over this house. It is a mess. It is a Christmas mess, and it is a regular mess. I can't seem to shake the Christmasness from it. Maybe taking down the tree would help, but that sounds like a lot of work. Maybe tomorrow.
Tim finally did do this 'chores' this morning, after three days of not emptying the dishwasher. You see, the first two days, I was understanding and I just emptied it for him. Yesterday I woke up to a shit-ton of dishes in the sink and...you guessed it! A FULL dishwasher! Now, I don't mind loading up an already emptied dishwasher, but I'm not doing both. I already re-folded three mile-high stacks of t-shirts and did four loads of laundry (and folded it!) yesterday. So I just let them sit there. And sit there. And sit there. Until we were nearly out of clean dishes. In fact, they were covering the counters. When he got home, to his surprise, his chores weren't done for him. I then informed him that I would NOT be doing those dishes, and that if they didn't get done by him, and I ran out of dishes...there would be no dinner. How can I make dinner in dirty pans? Needless to say, he was extremely grumpy this morning because he had 'things to do' but the dishes did get done. Guess he should have thought about that the three previous days when he decided to sleep in that extra hour.
I didn't get a chance to go tan last night and see the wanna-be-bahama-bitches, but it worked out okay because I got my groceries for the week. We are starting the Game On! Diet again, and I'm stoked. Well, not really. At the moment I am drowning in water and wishing for a bagel. I am mostly just stoked for losing weight. Can I get a fast forward to four weeks from now, please?
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