Photos Today have NOTHING to do with the Blog!Bob and I are Early to Bed, Early to rise, totally routine, and everything from eating to cleaning is done on a schedule at the same time, same way, same day. Our routine was set 25 years ago when were in the workforce, he left home at 5:30 and me at 6:30, and both arrived home at 6ish.
Saturday Housework starts at 5 AM. I am blessed, we SHARE housework, he does all floors and some laundry, I do the rest. Retirement changed nothing!
Do you find if you HURRY it takes LONGER?
First Job: remove sheets from king size bed, start weekly wrestling match with fitted sheet.
I realize it is shorter one way, longer the other, but with a king the differencet is inches, not obvious by looking at the sheet which is top and bottom and I found out which is which AFTER I put it on the wrong way first
I stare at the sheet, does it go with the elastic at the foot and head, or does the elastic part go on the sides? Of course I am RUSHING, so it does NOT FIT, first try.
why can't the sheet makers make all fitted sheets the same, some have elastic on two sides, some on all fours sides.
the fitted sheet I remove has elastic on all 4 sides, this one is easy, I left the white tag on it when I realized if put the tagged corner at the head of my side of the bed all goes well.
The set today has elastic on two sides and straight edge on 2 sides. the problem is my senior memory does not remember if the elastic go on the foot/head or on the sides. I ALWAYS put it on the wrong way first and when i get to the 4th corner it will not fit and i have to remove it and turn it around.
Let me say, I always get the flat sheet the right way every time. it has a wide hem at the top and a narrow at the bottom, just a matter of deciding which hem is wider.
Back to TODAY: Sheets are on and smooth, Blanket is next. I turn and reach for the fleece blanket that I placed on the stool. NOT THERE! Baby Girl who loves all things fleece, has dragged it up into her chair (dog bed) and her plump body is snuggled down until all I see is eyes and nose. I try to remove the blanket by tugging, she burrows in, I raise my voice, she jumps down dragging blanket onto floor. ARRRRHHHH. the clock is ticking! Walmart Awaits!
Pillow Queen AKA Blanket Thief and loves all things fleece
Bed Made: rush to clean His and Her Bathrooms. Remember my mothers saying, Haste Makes Waste. Ignore it!
Grab can of Comet, rip open shower curtain, sprinkle on shower stall, reach behind and sit Comet on back of commmode. LOUD CRASH! I jump and turn and find I sat the can on the back of the NEW commode forgetting that it is rounded not flat and it has fallen on to clean commode lid, spraying cleanser all over lid and floor. HURRY
Race to kitchen, forget what I went there for, race back to bathroom, remember I need paper towels to clean mirrors. Race back to kitchen grab paper towels. Race back to bathroom, clean mirror/sink/shower/comet off floor.
Race to his bathroom. Race back to my bathroom for cleaning supplies.
Finish his bathroom while muttering to myself he will proably trim his beard over the sink while I am gone (that is another story).
Jump in clean shower, do 30 second rinse cycle, race to closet, grab shirt, dress falls off hanger onto floor, must pick up or baby will make a bed of it while I am gone. Rehang dress, grab jeans, dress falls on floor.
I did make it to Walmart at 6:36.....Race around throwing things in basket, screech to halt behind FIVE SHOPPERS with baskets crammed. Only One Cashier!
HO HO HO