It’s been hella crazy around here since I started on my new writing project and I have sorely neglected my blog. Yesterday after I submitted another article, I noticed, I mean really noticed, how piled up my desk has gotten. I shoveled it off, and then I realized it was a theme that carried throughout my whole house. Feeling accomplished after clearing my workspace up, I bustled off to the living room to play some Diablo 3 with Herself. C’mon, you didn’t seriously think I was going to say I spent the rest of the day cleaning? Have you met me??
Sadly, today is cleaning day. I’m saying sadly because I hate housework like I hate people that abandon puppies. But I love being able to walk through the house without throwing up a little in the back of my mouth. It’s a conundrum for sure. The urge to not vomit is stronger than the loathing for housework, so there it is. A Saturday spent making my house smell like someone farted Fabuloso from front to back. Fabuloso is the next best thing to a house full of scented candles. I am shockingly low on scented candles as it turns out. That alone is almost unheard of. I always have candles. Always. Anyhow, I digress.
First, I’ll run through all my usual stall tactics. Like writing this blog post. I’ll need a shower before I can clean the house. It gets hot in here, so I’ll need to wear shorts, and therefore I need to shave my legs. I cannot clean with furry legs. It just isn’t the done thing here in the deep south. And I did notice this wood carved box I got for my makeup. I never got around to painting it, so I’ll probably knock that out first too. What?! It’ll be too hot outside later to do it, and plus this will allow plenty of time for the paint to dry. And I do need to water the plants. If you read about the scary orange hair incident, you know about my hose pipe in the back yard, and understand the direct impact that has on showering. I’m sure other things will pop up as well.
Also don’t forget that as a freelancer, self promotion is key, so interspersed throughout any activity is promotional activity on social media. Yes, yes I am one of those that retweets obnoxiously in the hope that people will actually read my articles. That’s a bold face lie. I don’t care if they read them, I want people to PAY me for them. At the moment though, I’m settling for people reading them. After it’s all said and done, I’ll spend about 2 hours max on housework, and that’s only if I sweep and mop the entire house. I still hate it though, and it’s still 2 hours I could spend on something else.
You know, I would really love to repaint my desk…