Tinier Tackle

I know I already talked about a tiny tackle. (L o n g time ago!)   But i wanted to talk about a tiny tackle again, but since THAT title was already taken, I had to use Tinier Tackle.   But, this tackle is not as tiny as that one, cuz this one involves bending over.   So, that tiny tackle is actually tinier than this tinier tackle, which should be named Tiny Tackle, but must be Tinier Tackle.   Got it??   Good!   Let’s go!

Umm, Melinda? 

Yes?

I don’t really got it.

Don’t worry, I’m the one who said it, and I confused my own self!

On to the Tinier Tackle!

I used a wipee to clean several spots on the floor, that were REALLY bad!    Don’t everyone clap at once!!    And, as usual, no pix.  sigh   So, that was my tinier tackle today.

BUT!!   PP did some cleaning!!  Yes, she really did!!   On a tinier scale, than if I did it, but she did.    Wait, if she did ANY cleaning at all, then it’s not really a tinier scale, cuz I haven’t done any, (except the aforementioned wiping) in a long time.

So, the fact that she cleaned at all is a tackle of spectacular proportions, I’d say!!

Yeah, ok. Technically, I guess.

As you were saying… PP cleaned something?

Oh, yes!   She had spilled her Cheerios, ya know, the colorful fruity flavored ones??

We’re familiar, yes.  Go on.

Anyway, I told her to pick them up.   But, she didn’t want to.   Instead, she got the broom and swept them up!   That girl is one smart cookie!!

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“All clean!” PP proudly claimed!

 

Of course, there’s a little to be desired in the execution, but hey!  She just turned 3!!   And, to be fair, there is a large clear area in the middle!!

So that’s her tinier tackle of the day.  

Yay, us!

 

Strawberry Startings

If you missed any of the story: go here:

Part 1, Strawberry City, part 2, Man Giant, part 3, Strawberry Banquet, part 4, Strawberry Love, part 5, Strawberry Slush, part 6, Strawberry Sickness, part 7 Strawberry Daiquiri, part 8, Strawberry School, part 9, Strawberry Struggles, part 10, Strawberry Sessions.

a blog.  What would she talk about?  Well, her house was a mess, and clutter had followed her to this place.

She hadn’t thought too much about messes, and clutter, what with all the excitement of Strawberry Grandbaby

Emilia_037being born.  Then the hospital, rehab, and therapy.

But, once she started thinking about it, that’s ALL Strawberry Girl could think about.

She was sick and tired of messes , and clutter.  Ranch Man was working hard, but all he could do is keep up with day to day stuff, feeding and caring for an invalid, semi-invalid, and a baby.

So, Strawberry Girl made up her mind to clean up her own messes, and clutter, and document the process.

She found other blogs that inspired her, so she began.

At first, all she could do is sweep under the high chair.

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Then, she would sit down exhausted.  Of course, her fingers weren’t tired!  Just her back, and legs, and arms, so she could write her blog posts.

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And so she wrote, and wrote, and wrote.

To Be Continued….

(After a week’s break. Sorry, Laura!  Hang in there!)

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Link-party-site monday madness

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Shattered

I’m shattered to report a triumvirate  meeting of tile floor, purse, and glass.  (yes, grownup glass glass.  How do I have any of those left??)  It was a splintered outcome.

 

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Of course, then I couldn’t walk barefoot.      

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Yep, ma barefeetz

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So, I sat down in my trusty recliner, while people less clumsy than me, swept, mopped, and generally de-disasterised.

A little afraid to let PP walk around barefoot, I wanted to cordon off the area.  Maybe I should have shuffled around the area first, but I was assured that all the glass was gone.  So far, so good.  I’ll keep you apprised of the situation.

Update:

I have been walking around barefoot, and no glass in my feet. YAY!!

PP has been walking around barefoot, and no glass in her feet.  Triple YAY!!!

🙂

All is well in my barefoot paradise.

Saturday I:

swept the living room.

Monday morning I:

mopped in front of the recliner and high chair.

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Little jobs keep the house from being a total destruction zone.

(Of course, little jobs don’t make it a bed of roses either!  But, we can walk across the floor without sticking to it.  I’ll take it.)

First Day

I’ve been reading Nony, from A Slob Comes Clean, for about a month now. She has motivated me to get my butt in gear. Sunday night, Monday morning!, I bought her 2 e-book set. Drowning in Clutter, Drain the Ocean, and 28 Days to Hope in Your Home. Of course, being me, I read them immediately.  Then, I got up and emptied the dw.  DH was so excited when he opened it Mon. morning and saw it empty.  Then I got really CRAY-CRAY, and while he took the grand baby, Pudding Pop, for her morning walk, I swept and mopped the living room. My back hurt, and I was huffing, and puffing. Yes, and sweating too.

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This is from Juming museum.

 

But, it only took me approximately 10 minutes, start to finish, including moving the toys. Then I sat down, and basked in the glow of a job well down. And basked all day! And posted about it copiously on FB. and private messaged everyone who didn’t comment on my post. I’m so needy for approval. Then I decided to start this blog, to look back on my accomplishments, and brag on myself!

Actually, I’ve been working on cleaning up for longer than just 1 day.  After I got out of Physical Therapy Rehab, June 5, I started getting the itch to have a house that was nice. Not pristine, magazine level, no one can touch anything, just nice.  So, I began going thru boxes, and getting rid of stuff. It felt good to see those 3 boxes of donations, 1 box for consignment, and 13 gallons of trash leave out the door!  We straightened up the living room, and began having people over, well, family.  Then I even had the nerve to have Pudding Pop’s first birthday party here! Everything looked really good. 

I have sewn 1 curtain for the living room, now I need to do 1 more. And wait for DH to put up the rods.

If I continue to help with the dishes, and sweep and mop every day, he’ll soon be putty in my hands!