Sunday Chores

Husband has a fever today.  So we didn't leave the house.  When I got up, I made the kids raisin bread English muffins for breakfast.  I started laundry.  It's a day long process.  It's almost 7 p.m. and my last load is in the dryer.

Since Husband was sick, we didn't clean the garage.  I spent the time cleaning the laundry room instead.  In the midst of letting the kids play with Play-Doh and coloring, and other miscellaneous activities they could do "quietly" in the Office while he tried to grab some rest in the recliner in the Living Room, I cleaned out the laundry room.

I hauled paint supplies out of the utility sink and put them in the basement, including tarps, paint rollers, paint buckets, brushes, etc.  I hung up the plastic bags on the hook I hung earlier.  I emptied the trash can of lint.  I don't think it's been emptied in the year and a half we've lived in the house.  Igor recognized it as the one from his old bedroom.  I asked if he wanted it back and he did.  It's now in his room.  We'll have to walk into the kitchen to throw lint away, but it's better than this giant lint ball growing in my house.  I found the iron we couldn't find before (Husband has already bought a new one) hidden behind the dryer, so I put it in the donate box.  I moved the mops, brooms, dustpans, ironing board, and vacuum cleaner to where the trash can formerly was.  Now I have a clear path to the utility tub!  I picked up the paper bags we keep for paper recycling and made a nice pile between the washing machine and the utility tub.  I cleared off the top of the dryer - clothes we hadn't put away, the washed liner for the car seat skeleton that's sitting in the office from when someone puked in the car, quarters, and old stuffed animal that had been washed and left there to air dry.  I took the Thanksgiving decoration bin and carried it to the basement finally.

I continued to do laundry throughout the day, sorting and folding and putting away.  I fed the children.  And I did a little cross-stitch on the butterfly design destined for the Powder Room.  I did not, however, go outside to bring in my Sunday newspaper.  I hope it's still there in the morning when I have to go to work and everyone else gets to sleep in.  It's a holiday for them (Martin Luther King Jr. Day), but not for my workplace.  I think I might need to stop at Starbucks on the way in?