Monday, May 04, 2009

If you go to do some laundry, you might find that the previous load needs to be rinsed again. While the machine takes care of that, you notice that there's a pile of dog hair on the floor. You sweep the entire kitchen only to find that the garbage can is full. So you take it outside and find that the outside cans are also full. Then you take the two cans to the truck (2 cans because you had a concussion last week and forgot to take the garbage up). About now you decide to forget you feel sick and just work like you normally would and see how it goes. You might see a chicken and remember that you forgot to take care of the turkeys this morning. So you feed and water them and while you're at it you put down some fresh shavings and start to wonder if you ought to go sit down, but you don't. On the way back to the house you grab an empty garbage can (glad to have so many extras) and curse yourself for leaving an unattended bag of garbage where the cats can get to it. But they slink away and you find it only has a small hole in it. Once the garbage is contained you go in to continue sweeping and you track a big wet nasty gob of chicken poop and leaves into the kitchen. Once that is taken care of you go back to the laundry and get that moving again. You realize you need to boil more water to sterilize it for the turkeys, but both the big and medium sized pot are dirty, so you continue sweeping. You count the pairs of shoes under the edges of the bed as you move them to sweep there. Your husband has 7, you have 5 1/2. Wonder where that other slipper is. As you look at one pile of shoes you wish you could wash that nasty rug the dog sleeps on every night, but the dryer can't handle it and it's not warm enough to dry stuff outside, plus it's supposed to rain. So you continue sweeping, marveling at the amount of hay, dirt, and dog hair that can accumulate in just a couple of days. While you sweep you think of the strange chain of events that always seem to happen with housework, and you start reciting "If you give a mouse a cookie." Then you go take a break at the computer for a while, writing a draft of tonight's blog, but not uploading photos yet. And then you decide to get a drink of water and move on...

You head out the door to plant some flowers but then you remember that you are supposed to bring the fat horses in from the pasture about now. On the way out you say hello to the sweet and very handsome (yet tufty) old horse, Coda.Your very happy dog accompanies you. When you get their grain the horses start heading in from the pasture. "Grain for fat horses?" you may ask, but really it's not much, and they get their vitamins this way too.When you go in to get some alfalfa for the old man, Bella expresses a wish to come with you. But that's just not part of the routine. Once the old man is fed, you go look for some scissors you thought you left outside when you were planting trees. You decide to check on the trees, and they look pretty good. And then you make a very interesting discovery.
You never do find the scissors but then you remember you have some in your grooming kit, so you get those and you cut out the landscape cloth you need to line your planter. Then you plant.When you're done with that you go in for some food and the phone rings. With some irony, you discuss "being present" while doing the dishes. Then the kids come in the door and your mind scatters and you are not really present for anyone. But once you're off the phone you can take pictures of a silly boy, and then manage to catch him with his normal face.You send your daughter to take the compost out and she hurries back, totally unaware that you are taking her picture. Until she gets to the door and you scare her.Then you all gather around and laugh at the funny pictures. While you're uploading photos and blogging, you nag your son to do his homework and the phone rings 3 different times. During your last phone conversation you realize your plants are in need of water, so you take care of that. Then you sit down and finish your blog, during which time you hear the dryer stop. SO... You go to do some laundry.


7 comments:

Cheryl Ann said...

Great post! It sounds like my weekend! Hahahahahahahahaha!!! Now, WHAT was I doing?

Kara said...

Why do you sterilize the water for the turkeys?

Lea and her Mustangs said...

A great post - did you follow me around today?

Andrea said...

Kara,

I might not really need to, but when I was trying to figure out why so many poults died in other years, the water was one of my worries. Our cistern isn't the cleanest thing. The drinking water is filtered and tests as safe for humans but maybe the turkeys were still sensitive to it? So I gave them distilled water for the first while, then got tired of paying for water and decided to just boil it. I'm going to gradually start mixing in our filtered drinking water now that they're older.

gtyyup said...

Great one!! I know that feeling all too well...

I too was wondering about boiling water for you turkeys...glad you commented on that...interesting.

Della said...

so you go to read your best friends blog, when your son comes up asking to sit in your lap. He starts tapping keys, so you get up to get him some breakfast. While you're up, you realize you haven't eaten breakfast, either, so you put water on to boil for cereal. While it's boiling, you read the package and realize it's supposed to cook for 25 minutes, so you decide to take a bath. As your bath is running, you go to get a towel and realize you need to wash some. When you go to start a load or laundry, you realize you can't, or it will mess up the water temp in your bath, so you decide to wait. After your bath, you get your cereal ready and sit down, but now your son has finished his cheerios and wants a banana. You get him a banana, and sit down to finish reading your friend's post.

Linda said...

:) Do you ever get a cookie?