March 25, 2006


A Rose By Any Other Name

Having kids turned me into a morning person, kicking and screaming against my will. Actually 'morning person' is a bit of a misnomer. I am physically out of bed, but if you get between me and my first pot of tea, I will chew your arm off. I do not sparkle before noon.

So of course on weekends, it's business as usual. Today it was 5:45. Argh. I have been productive though, which makes me feel a little better. I started laundry. Which entailed emptying the hamper, which meant carrying armloads of gross stuff right under my nose.

I emptied the litter boxes, which is how I know I can hold my breath for over 90 seconds. Twice. And of course, JoJo the stupid cat has to promptly hop in the clean litter and frolic like she's trying to win a dance contest.

I have cleaned the bathroom. I am quite proud.

Dirty laundry, litter boxes, toilet scrubbing. I think I've finally found the common denominator in my life.

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