I am not the most domestic person in the world. Not too long ago, dusting was a quarterly chore, my meals consisted of sandwiches and cereal, and I thought nothing of putting chocolate Slim Fast on my Cocoa Puffs if I ran out of milk. (This happened more than you might think.) Even my nephew, who was around 4 at the time, noticed my lack of housekeeping skills when he offhandedly remarked "You sure don't do a lot around here, do you?" (Yes, the biting witticisms run in the family.)
Of course, that was a long time ago and gradual changes have occurred. For example, I am queen of laundry in our household; The Saint is not allowed to touch the laundry, pregnant or not, because I have perfected my system. My cooking catalog has also expanded beyond pop tarts and cereal. I am pretty handy on the grill and can make some pretty tasty dishes, like caprese salad, fried egg sandwiches and.....uh....ok, well it's more like a postcard than a catalog but the change is significant.
Still, I have never been a fan of keeping up the house. But when The Saint got preggers, I knew I had to step up my game. I am not trying to toot my horn because the house is far from perfect (if you see a closed door, please do not open it - this includes the bathroom) but I think I have been doing ok.
But now I am freaking out.
Last week, I decided we need to get a new vacuum cleaner. The one we had was ok but kind of old and didn't work that great. {Look - I am avoiding the easy sucking joke here!} I decided to upgrade and get a Dyson. The old me would have spent the money on a new iPad 2 but I was actually excited about the Dyson. I literally put it together as soon as I walked in the door. And then? I vacuumed....the entire house. And I was giddy! The only thing missing was a strand of pearls and a pair of heels, which I still cannot wear. I am encouraging my niece and nephew to eat chips, cookie and popcorn all over the house so I can really test the Dyson next week. OMG - Is this what moms get excited about??!!?
And that was just the tip of the iceberg.
Yesterday, I bought space saver bags, the kind you can stick your bed in, suck out all the air and store it in your shirt pocket. I decided the guest room had too much "wasted space" (a phrase that once referred to me in the kitchen) and it needed tidying up. So I spent the hottest friggin' day of the year in the room that gets the least amount of air doing just that. And I loved it! Those bags are amazing! I am going back and buying about six more tomorrow so that I can do the entire house! Don't be surprised if you open up the fridge and find our couch! I can't wait to see how much storage space I can create over the weekend because....
Seriously, what is wrong with me??!!? Maybe a minivan isn't out of the question....
Tune in next week to hear about what's happening outside the house. Yep, I'm gardening, too....
- The 2nd Mommy
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