Well, it’s Saturday. Home work day as you know. I have a few things to do: clean house, do laundry, mow lawn (fill gas can first), do dishes, wash two cars and the truck. And in my spare time…right, like there is spare time. Have to hit grocery store and P.O. if open.
So my day is packed with things to do. I was up early and ready. Then had coffee. And read the paper for an hour. And texted with Cissie for thirty minutes. So it’s now ten am. I have to get moving.
I managed to get the lawn mowed. This bothered Trisha greatly in her quest to catch the cats. She does not want me to wash cars either since I guess it’s well known washing cars hinders your ability to catch ferals. Whatever. I wish she would catch them so I can run my life like I usually do. Sooner or later it will happen. I will be gone all day tomorrow so it should be easier for her.
Well, time for cars to be washed. At least I don’t have to wash the truck. I am taking it to Emeryville tomorrow to tow Renee’s boat to its winter home in Sacramento. So I will wash it later. Off to wash the car. Quick car washing. No wax. Vacuum and clean interiors. Gosh I live an exciting life, don’t ya think?
Next, I cleaned all three bathrooms. The thing I really hate is how much hair there is in the bathrooms. It’s gross. When I clean the John, first thing is a good vacuuming. To get all the hair. Then what happens? I’m wiping down the commode and hairs just pop up out of nowhere. I tried vacuuming while I wipe with zero success. I hate it. Either way, the cans are clean. Now I have to take a shower which means I start the process over by dirtying the shower. There is no win. Funny thought, I clean myself every day and I never complain. But I hate to clean the bathroom which is never more than once a week. Emily cleans it way more times than I do. And she is way better at it. And cleaning, this seldom, I still complain. That seems quite backward.
I had a few items to pick up in Vacaville. I decided to take the convertible. Quick evening drive, top down. I cruised to Vacaville and went to Nugget Mkt for the almond milk creamer that Emily and I like. As usual, out of our flavor. It is the best flavor anyhow. I bought two bottles of the runners up instead. I checked the housewares aisle for the wet/dry car wax. No go. Bought my stuff, went to the car, had left my lights on. Makes it way easier to find your car. Drove over the freeway to Target. They had none. Last time I went to buy this stuff everyone was out. I don’t understand why they can’t keep it in stock. This is pretty cool stuff. You just wash your car, rinse it and leave wet. Spray this wax on and dry the car. It’s waxed. Awesome and easy as hell. Next stop Wal Mart. Wally World has a large auto aisle. Lots of stuff. They have bottle upon bottle of potions for your car. Well, they only had two bottles of what I wanted and one was partially smashed. I bought both.
At the register I was telling the clerk about it and how it’s so popular, the whole story. She wrote down the name of the product so she could get some. I gotta learn to keep my trap shut.
I went home. Still cleaning to do. First, feed the dogs. Then laundry, keeping it moving. I vacuumed downstairs. At this point I made dinner. Elk Burger with a side of veggies. Our cauliflower buns had gone bad so I had Romaine lettuce as a bun. I was really hungry, I can only guess housework uses more energy than you think. After dinner, you guessed it, more housework. Vacuumed the upstairs. Then I cleaned all the window sills. They are gross. Lots of dead bugs and dirt. We live in the country, there is always dirt and bugs. Once finished I kinda shut down the house, dogs to kennel and me to upstairs to bed. Wrong. To do my ironing. Women’s work is never done.
Why do I hate ironing? 1.5 hours for 5 shirts. Says it all. It’s 1125 pm. I can now go to bed. No. Go change the laundry and then go to bed. I will save you the drama of that. Good night.