Choring Chair

This chair is hideous!!

 

 

 

I was so excited that the lady left it, but not after I sat in it a few hours!!   First of all, the seat is wood.   Ergo, it’s hard.   DUH!

Facepalm

 

My seat is so numb…..  and not the chair’s seat, either!

 

Can you see the problem??

Maybe this view will highlight it better.

 

The stake’s placements are NOT shaped the same way as my bottom line!!

{Eeew! And it’s dirty too!  But, haha! for once it’s not MY dirt!!   Oh no!   I sat in someone else’s butt funk!!!!!   GAH!!  I think I have to go boil my pants now!!  If only I had a dollar for every time I’ve had to do that, I’d have a dollar!}

Anyway, Sweet friend solved the problem for me.  Thanks Sweet friend!!

Ah! Soft comfort once again!

 

(Why are men so Logical??  That annoys me!!  But, I’m sure happy enough when he fixes something!!)

Now, I can comfortably be on my computer again, for hours upon end.

Lol, see what I did there???

dreaded doorbell deadline

Yesterday, (many yesterdays ago, now) I got a phone call.

(By candlelight, apparently)

“I’m coming over, be there in an  hour.”

So, I’m guessing each one is 15 minutes??

Panic! Only 1 hour get ready!!

Exact replica of my expression!

First time visitor! I want to make a good impression!  I haven’t seen her in over 2 yrs!

Nony calls it F.O.U.D.  Fear of unexpected doorbell.  Perfect description, and diagnosis!

Took a quick shower.

(No pix exist of this.  You’re welcome.)

Dishes-10 min or less.

5 min pick up was all I needed!  Had time to sit down for lunch.

Whew! So relieved in such good shape since blog.

Left floor- oh well. Visitable not perfect!

Relaxed and enjoyed visit.

But then she wanted to go in bedroom!

Nooooooo!!!!

Sigh. Oh well at least I made a good first impression!

Dishes, Dishes, Dreaded Ding Dong Dishes

Man, you think I’d be done writing about dishes!  Ah so, ah no!

This past weekend, I had PP.   I love having her so much!

But: she wears me out!  I tend to her, and (maybe) get a bath too, but that’s it!  No cleaning, dishes or laundry on her watch! lol

So, when she left Sunday night, and there was a full sink of dishes, did I jump in there like a good lil housekeeper, and do ’em all up?

Yeah, right!  If you’ve been here very long, you know the answer is a resounding NO!

Anyway, there sat the pitiful, but still pretty!, dang dirty dishes.

BUT!  to rejuvenate, first I had to sleep 12 hours.  Yes, I sleep 12 hours, and your point?

When I came into the kitchen to find food,  there they were, staring at me, mocking me:  “Purple Slob in Recovery, huh?  Recover this!”

Ooooohhh, I despised them at that moment.

So, I did what any good slob would do, I ignored them, and ate my breakfast.  (A non-dish-requiring breakfast of fresh blueberries, outta the container, and a cheese stick.)

no dishes needed

Then, s l o w l y, I dragged myself back into the kitchen, and confronted them.

“You’re going down, today, Sassy Pants!”

So I organized them, dumped the contents, re-arranged them, alphabetized them…..

And after starting to think I might actually have to DO them, I caught myself.  Wait!  I’m a slogger!! (slob-blogger for you new followers.)  I HAVE to take pix for the blog!!

So, I stretched that out as long as I could….

Here they are stacked nicely, sorta….

Okay, fine!  I’ll do the dishes!  But only so they can’t mock me anymore!