The Spendthrift's Progress

The trouble with working

Nothing ever gets done around the house anymore.

It's sad, but true.

We are drowning in laundry. Please send a liferaft. And a maid.

It's not that I did all that much around the house when I was at home all day, but when I was at home all day, a little bit of effort on a daily basis kept the chaos down.

I know other people manage it somehow. They keep their houses tidy and their laundry (which of course lives in hampers when dirty and gets promptly put into drawers and closets when clean, instead of living on the floor when dirty and in hampers when clean) done.

I think we've got about 5 loads to do, not counting the baby clothing. Or the sheets.

Yes, it's all in color-sorted piles in the hallway. Why? Because the hamper for dirty laundry never made it back up from the basement, and I've grown accustomed to it this way. Just like I've become accustomed to the back of the sofa turning into our mail rack.

I haven't seen my countertops in weeks. Needless to say, fast and frozen foods have made a stunning comeback in our lives.

Between working full-time and mothering a mobile baby, I have no energy for things like cooking and cleaning. And so help me, I kind of miss them.

posted by mohmlet @ 10:24 PM 2 comments

Various and sundry things.

In the time between my last purchase of name-brand Oxi-Clean and my most recent, they changed the formula. Changed it, I fear, to one that's not really appropriate for use on the one thing for which I use it: diaper washing.

This causes me no small degree of irk, as I didn't discover it until I'd already opened the Really Really Really Huge tub of the stuff I bought sometime last month.

Ah, well. I suppose I'll just have a really, really, really clean toilet and dishwasher. Have to use the stuff on something, after all.

Speaking of diapers, I have discovered BumGenius, and they are good. Really, really good. I'd cheerfully buy another half-dozen, if I could justify it or they were on sale.

I have also been accused (in loving terms) of being a diaper addict. "Hyena," I corrected without thinking. "The correct term is diaper hyena." (Pause) "Besides, I was actually looking at shoes." Which is true.

It is possible, nay, probable, that all the passion for fashion that's been smothered under easy-access nursing shirts is finding its outlet in the wonderful world of cloth diapering.

I'm torn between lecturing myself about the fact that buying more diapers than we actually need is wasteful, and reminding myself that good cloth diapers have a pretty decent resale value.

posted by mohmlet @ 7:21 PM 0 comments