Extremist

Major yard work underway and up to speed, so today after all my watering I have turned my eyes inward. Inward - inside my much neglected house. I have watched the filth pile up, dust bunnies feed upon table scraps, clutter creating a landscape of its own. I have tried to turn a blind eye and wait for rain or another excuse not to work outside so that I could take care of my dirty house. Even though it is sunny and warm today, I felt I could wait no longer. I swept while "George" was on TV, then cleaned the kitchen and dining room while Dylan had his AM nap and Sophia did her thing. After out door play and then Dylan waking from his nap we hit the mall to make an exchange and run around up and down the ramps (Sophia, not me, haha). Came home and lunched and Sophia watched Caillou (REALLY irritating show, but one of two shows she really ever asks for...). Once down for their PM naps I hit the chocolate ice cream and munched on some chips for 15 minutes and then picked up the mop. I was going to skip the basement, but while putting the mop away I figured what the heck and vacuumed that up and cleaned the bathroom.

All this cleaning made me realize I am an extremist. I wait for the house to get REALLY dirty and then I make it REALLY clean. No in betweens. I guess it is why I like that "Designed to Sell" show. I am big on "before and after" shots. On that show they redo a few rooms and you see the before and afters. When I clean, it really isn't very satisfying unless I can SEE the difference. Maybe this is why I have taken the yard on so vigorously this year. I really need to see a difference. I don't just want to rake the lawn - I want a lush, beautiful lawn Tommy can practice his putting on. A plush carpet under my baby's tender feet.