Alright, if you have an aversion to UnderRoos (in particular MY UnderRoos, in a totally NON-sexual way) then turn away now, close your eyes, run screaming from the room. If not, read on avid readers for more on UNDERROOS! So I actually did my goal from last night. I folded AND put away all my laundry, including all the laundry on my dresser. Now most of you don't understand what a daunting task this is. Not only do I have clothes upon clothes upon clothes, but I also have a million pairs of UnderRoos. Ok, well maybe a little over 60. This means that I could not do laundry for TWO months and still have clean UnderRoos. And in the process of putting away all this laundry I have to roll up all the UnderRoos and put them in their little compartments. Do you realize the amount of time this takes? Doing laundry is a MAJOR undertaking. Now I really should get rid of some of said UnderRoos but I can't seem to find it in my heart. There is something wonderfully awesome about fun UnderRoos. If you don't have any go out right now and buy some, and the next time that you are having a bad day, put on your fun UnderRoos. Also call them UnderRoos, it will make you smile.
I figure I should move away from the talk of UnderRoos before everyone explodes. Not much new on the cleaning front. I am though batting 100% on my morning and evening routines for today. GO ME!!!! Eventually I will get brave (or stupid) and add more stuff to the lists. Especially cleaning stuff, that would be good. But for now, I figure I will stick with a reasonable amount of things that I am pretty sure I can do on a normal basis. I figure this will lead to an overall sense of accomplishment as opposed to failure and self-hatred. An all around better way to go.
So my goal for tomorrow...hmmmm....I am going to put away all the movies and books that are sitting around and not in their nice comfy homes. An attainable goal! Woohoo!
P.S. I think it is REALLY funny that after writing a whole big thing about comments from you my wonderful followers, I didn't get a single comment. I LOVE IT!
P.P.S. I said UnderRoos 11 times, well, 12 now.
we call em' britches, which was fun when Lillian couldn't say her "r" and asked " where are my bitches?"
ReplyDeleteawesome! teaching the girls some street slang early!
ReplyDeletei can't imagine having 60 pairs of anything but now that i can call them underoos i think i might have to collect some even if i don't wear them. (note: not wearing things means you don't have to wash then fold them). thanks for the good 'word'. i like the idea of 'britches', too.
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