7.00am: I woke up this morning determined to get the house cleaner and tidier today. But decided that since it was Saturday, I might just have another couple of minutes of rest.
9.00am: Finally out of bed, feeling a bit guilty about wasting the last two hours, I stripped my bed and threw the sheets in the washing machine, keen to try out my new green eco pegs once the sheets were ready to hang out. I squirted a bit of cleaner into the toilet and then the wheels fell off. I realised that I hadn't had anything to eat. Now I am supposed to be eating healthily, so I thought I'd better have something substantial for breakfast , so fixed myself a nice bowl of muesli and a cup of coffee. I decided to take it outside to my front garden, and took my novel to read while I drank my coffee.
9.30am: Finished my coffee and realised that I was a mere 70 pages from the end of the book. Might as well finish it and then I'll be able to get back to cleaning with no distractions.
10.30am: We need milk, there was about a tablespoon left in the bottle. It was a lovely day, too nice to drive so I decided to walk. Chat to a couple of friends in the shops, pile way too much stuff into one of those little baskets. An hour later and two green bags full, I staggered into the kitchen to unpack.
11.30am: Time for a cuppa and a few pages out of my new book - some Ian Rankin short stories.
12.00: Lunch time. The TV was on and I got caught up in a steam cleaner infomercial - I want one of those! Wouldn't that make cleaning fun and easy? What is it about infomercials? They are so boring, repetitive and I hate the music they put on them, but I sat mesmerised.
1.00pm: Magnum PI comes on TV - I love that show and decide to put my feet up for an hour!
2.00pm: I began to unstack the dishwasher and thought I'd tackle the kitchen, but wanted to listen to something - I turned on my computer so that I could download a podcast from one of my favourite Radio National shows and as I waited for it to load, did a bit of browsing which lead me to a free ebook site, this in turn lead me to Project Gutenberg and I discovered that they need volunteer proofreaders (I'd never noticed that on the site before)- What a great idea - giving a little bit of time to proofread to get more books on Project Gutenberg - I love to read, I'm a pretty good proofreader (of everything but my own writing) and I thought it may expose me to books I may otherwise never even contemplate. Why not? So I signed up and spent a pleasant two hours reading the rules and protocols and then proofreading 5 pages - what fun! But back to housework.
4.00pm: The sheets! I had forgotten them and the garden was now in full shade, so there's no point hanging them out now so into the dryer with them (sorry environment) and back to that toilet, now flushed many times over. A little more cleaner, brush and wipe down. Now we are getting somewhere!
4.30pm: I headed back into the kitchen for a renewed attack. Listening to the book reading I stacked the dishwasher, thinking about tackling the stove and then I noticed that we were out of dishwasher tablets.
5.00pm: I could do them by hand or go for a walk to the shop. I decided on the walk with the dog for company. Had a chat with my husband who was filleting fish in the back yard, replanted yet another plant the dog had pulled out.
5.15pm: Encouraged my son to go with me to mind the dog while I bought the dishwasher powder. The afternoon air was so cool and fresh, that I continued walking until it was quite dark.
6.45pm: Home again, dishwasher on and I began to make dinner - a zucchini quiche. The bag of oranges beside the stove caught my eye, better juice a couple before they go off. Juicer on and 15 oranges later, remembered the sheets again. I made my bed and then back to the kitchen to clean. I took the rubbish bin out to put in the big bin and the cat and guinea pig both squeaked at me. Feeding both animals, I noticed that my pot plants were looking droopy, so turned on the hose and gave them all a water.
7.30pm: Back inside, the table needs clearing and setting and the dishwasher emptying. Dinner
8.30pm: Dishwasher on again and time to sit down in front of the tele. As I look at my unwashed floors, untidy lounge room, huge mountain of ironing, I sigh. Oh well there's still tomorrow!
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