Cleaning

I've started cleaning house again this week, for the first time since I left my job in March. Yes, that's a bit embarrassing, but it's hard to clean house when you barely feel like standing up. I've basically been trying to keep laundry and dishes under control and ignoring the rest of it. This is the first week I've felt almost human, as long as I get a nap in at some point during the day.

So I'm taking baby steps. Monday I vacuumed (which required actually finding the floor first). Wednesday I started working on finding the kitchen counters. Today I'm tackling bathrooms. I had to text Greg earlier and ask him if we could make some reallocations in the budget so I could spend a little cash on some items for the house. Like replacing my swiffer that just fell apart and the really nasty bathroom rug. Maybe tomorrow I can make a run to Walmart for those and some decent cleaning supplies. I really don't need to be inhaling any more bleach cleaner.

In between these small goals I've been contemplating the massive task of moving all the crap in our office into the back bedroom so that at some point we can make a home for Tater Tot. After digging around in the office some yesterday I don't think it's going to be quite the nightmare I'd originally thought, but it is going to require a lot of time and work in both rooms to consolidate. Thankfully most of the stuff we wanted to keep was organized and at least boxed up the last time we cleaned out the office, so it's just a matter of finding room for it and moving the furniture. I would give just about anything for an attic right now, but alas, maybe in our next house! I'm trying to give myself plenty of time so I can work on it a little as I go and not freak out at the last minute when we start to get baby stuff and not have anywhere to put it. I've already instated a rule with the grandmothers that whatever stuff they buy has to stay at their houses, at least until I make some room.

In other news, we're going to have a special house guest next week. Molly, my in-laws' cocker spaniel, will be staying with us again starting tomorrow. Casper's so excited he's in a coma on the couch. Should be fun!