Nor can I stop acquiring books. It’s an addiction, and I’m not about to deny it, but that’s for another day. Today, we discuss my inability to focus and clean just one room. I prefer to call it my ability to multitask on house-sized levels.
It started with a forty percent off coupon for Hobby Lobby that was set to end yesterday and me changing my mind on which dollhouse I wanted because in stock, on sale, and forty percent off.
Lucky for me, a very sweet lady helped me load this beast of a box into my van, and then hubs was home to get it out again. I swear I did the excited pee-pee dance for two hours, waiting on him to just bring it in the house. It’s deeper and taller than the one I originally picked out, so I’m stoked.
Dollhouse, good. But also dollhouse, bad. I’m nowhere close to being ready for this thing in my sunroom/former mancave. NOT EVEN CLOSE.
As I mentioned last week, I’ve wrecked my shelves, added more books, and have to take things out of the sunroom and find some way to put them in The War Room, or get rid of them. When the hubs moved out, I moved in… sort of. I used it as a place to move boxes out of the way until I could go through them. He also left a metric ton of just stuff behind that I have no idea what to do with. To say it’s a daunting task is putting it mildly considering I refuse to throw perfectly good things away (you should see my attic–OMG). And yet…
THAT is what I need to clean up.
Did I do it? Nope. Not one damned box. I did move a few little things out of there. What I did was wash five loads of misc laundry, got distracted with choosing a color to paint the bathroom (and the sunroom), washed dishes, made beds, mopped floors, and generally cleaned every single room but the two rooms I should have cleaned. My excuse is Christmas is coming and I don’t want to clean the house proper again until after the new year. Both dogs need baths and I can’t have clean dogs on dirty dog beds, or dirty dogs on clean people beds. I’d have washed the cat, but he wouldn’t stand for it.
But that’s fine, that I didn’t clean the room. I have daylight left, so I’ll probably go back in there. See, I have to have daylight because there’s no overhead lighting in the sunroom. And no heat when it’s balls cold out. Air conditioning for the hell of summer? Nope, just a ceiling fan that won’t support a light kit. Hubs did promise to get me a huge work table for Christmas, but damn–where am I gonna put it? I’ve got less than two weeks.
I’m beginning to question the wisdom of using that room for the dollhouse, but it’s really all the extra space I’ve got.
BUT DID YOU SEE THE DOLLHOUSE? IT IS HERE!
(I seriously can’t believe I actually bought the dollhouse. What have I done?)
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