OK – I’m being a bad little worker bee. I’m working on a blog post instead of working. Now in my defense, there isn’t a whole lot to do here. I worked like gangbusters this morning. I held over a bit of work from Thursday to keep me busy on the weekend, but I have it almost done and I still have tomorrow to get through.
So – I’m planning on what to do when I get home. One of life’s big mysteries is how the heck the house can get so messy when I live there by myself?
I can’t blame anyone for the mess – if I yell at someone, it will have to be me. I don’t think I like that.
So I have a plan. First of all, I have to play mind games on me. In order to get motivated to clean, I have to pretend someone is coming over and the house needs to be clean. I’ll start in the kitchen, work my way around, move to the living room, same thing, next the bathroom and ending up cleaning the bedroom.
The thing is, I’m a slob. I’ve always been a slob and at this point in time, I’m thinking I always will be a slob. Not dirty as in dishes all over the house and fruit flies flying all over. More along the lines of letting things pile up, like clothes and books (surprise) not dusting or vacuuming as often as I should and other stuff. Ron was the Felix and I’m the Oscar. He would either clean up himself or nag me until I did it. But with no one doing that now – well – things just aren’t the same.
So – mind game – someone is coming over tonight at 7:30 and I have a lot of cleaning to do.
In reality – I’ll probably get home, turn the air conditioner down, sit and read a book for a while then play on the internet.