No, Nic, I’m not actually escaping other tasks by doing this (horrible! time-consuming! life-stealing!) housework … the housework actually is the task, and I’m doing it (tho’ I’m kicking and screaming the whole way – tho’ that might change if I tried Marita’s suggested dress code of pearls & panties, LOL!). I will never be one of those women who could actually discuss the virtues of one type of cleanser over another, and feel fulfilled doing so. Alas. That said, living in a tidy house is rather enjoyable – I only wish someone else were keeping it tidy!
I did fight free of my chores for a few brief hours last night and this morning, pulling out my Noah’s Stocking for a quick bit of very overdue attention. Remember Annemarie’s guilt-free SAL? I think I might’ve taken the guilt-free bit a little too far, but I went from having only part of his name stitched to this, and I’m rather proud of my progress.
So who else is curious why I pulled Noah away from the dust bunnies instead of one of my other WIPs (or UFOs if we aren’t going to be gentle with labels)? Because I was kind of hoping that if I resurrected this particular SAL, I might be able to lure dear Annemarie out of her reclusion. She’s been so ill, Pelle’s been ill, and sh*t has been happening left, right, and center. But maybe if she ventured back out here into Cyberspace to play with us, we could make her forget her troubles – at least temporarily.
And for those of you looking for a bit of cleaning p*rn, here are my appliances. Just the outsides – I don’t want to make this anything but a G-rated blog by showing even more. LOL. Oh darn, look, someone already smudged my stove. Would you hand me that spray bottle and my rubber gloves, please?