I am Not the Maid!
Yikes! What this?!?!?
It's a towel with fluffer nutter all over it! A sticky mess. No wonder Tianna voluntarily went in the shower, no questions asked! This towel was found on the bathroom floor, along with gobs of fluffer nutter in the sink and dripping/sticking to the cabinets. Lovely.
I think some of it was in her hair, too.
I did several load of wash yesterday and today. With two swimmers, one manic exercising husband and one additional athlete wanna be (that would be me) we produce an inordinate amount of laundry (mostly towels) and Howie's sweat glands work overtime. I say no more.
Then there are the dishes that are produced from smoothie making. I don't think the other cooks in the kitchen ever were told that clean up is part of the job...
I managed to vacuum two thirds of the upstairs and discovered several dust bunnies downstairs hiding behind piles of books waiting to be listed on Amazon.com. I move the books into the closet to give the dust bunnies more room to reproduce. We won't even discuss the bathrooms...
Remind me again, why did I get white tile? Oh yeah, I forgot, and this is true. I am thankful for my white tile floor, so I have become accustomed to it being more gray. I promised Tianna after being in Honduras I wouldn't complain about it again. I am thankful not to have mud as my floor, really I am.
On to the next...
It's a towel with fluffer nutter all over it! A sticky mess. No wonder Tianna voluntarily went in the shower, no questions asked! This towel was found on the bathroom floor, along with gobs of fluffer nutter in the sink and dripping/sticking to the cabinets. Lovely.
I did several load of wash yesterday and today. With two swimmers, one manic exercising husband and one additional athlete wanna be (that would be me) we produce an inordinate amount of laundry (mostly towels) and Howie's sweat glands work overtime. I say no more.
Then there are the dishes that are produced from smoothie making. I don't think the other cooks in the kitchen ever were told that clean up is part of the job...
I managed to vacuum two thirds of the upstairs and discovered several dust bunnies downstairs hiding behind piles of books waiting to be listed on Amazon.com. I move the books into the closet to give the dust bunnies more room to reproduce. We won't even discuss the bathrooms...
Remind me again, why did I get white tile? Oh yeah, I forgot, and this is true. I am thankful for my white tile floor, so I have become accustomed to it being more gray. I promised Tianna after being in Honduras I wouldn't complain about it again. I am thankful not to have mud as my floor, really I am.
On to the next...
Labels: Cleaning up messes, feeling like the maid, Fluffer Nutter, too much laundry, white tile floors
