Archive for the housework Tag

How I Know I’m NOT The Maid

We are once again preparing to go on a little trip. BUT this time it’s ON!  It’s ON!  Room service.  In a waterfront room.  With an awesome indoor pool and towel service!!!! Please pause for the sweet sound of angels singing. . . I’m GETTING A PROPER VACATION!!!!!! Even though I tell myself not to get all amped up about
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The Pregnant and Delusional Reluctant Mother: 20-Year War v Chaos

Nope.  Not pregnant. . .Just the title of certain posts I do when I look back on all the crap I was delusional about when I was pregnant. I’m feeling a little bleh today.  I probably just haven’t swilled enough coffee or something.  I feel like I could happily sped a large chunk of the morning in bed. Of course,
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Never have a Threesome with a Clown Contractor

UPDATE!!!!  On the morning of 10/30, the repair men were scheduled to arrive between 7 and 9AM.  At 9:30, the called to let us know they were running late.  Ya think?  At which point, Chris told them not to bother showing up at all.  I’m kinda’ happy he fired them.  But I’m also rather irked my basement is still a
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My Hot and Cold Relationship. . .

My cruel mistress:  Our house. We met about 11 years ago.  She’s a petite little row-house on a lovely quiet street in a very nice neighborhood.  We did a lot of work to the house about 6 years ago and I would imagine that was the pinnacle of my love affair with her.  I tirelessly sanded floors, painted what seemed
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