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I am writing out what needs to be done in the next two days before Saturday. And then what I will need to do before Sunday night. If you read this and become bored... quit reading!
Tomorrow I have to do more work on paying three bills, that I know of. Utilities and my first mortgage payment need to be either paid or in the mail by Friday. From what I am running into, this is going to be a hit and miss set of projects. Oh, and I need to find the sheet to pay the auto. Frag, more and more to find, figure out, and then do!
As well, I need to empty the spare bedroom of boxes. It contains most of the boxes, other than kitchen items, that I had in storage. There are a lot of boxes. There are another half a dozen or so in the living room as well, plus a coffee table. With the boxes gone, I will have two end tables, a couch and a love seat, and a curio stand (full size), which I will then arrange so as to be ready for the tv. Actually, I may do this area first. I have been moving boxes upstairs this evening, but from the spare bedroom so far. And the coffee table is up. I think I got the heaviest ones, books you know. I moved between a quarter and a third of the boxes up.
I need to do dishes soon, and keep on top of them. I hate having visitors in a house which smells like dirty dishes. Now, I have for the most part, been keeping up on them, with only a day or two between washes and keeping them freshly soaking. The only time they started to smell was when I was in the middle of my plumbing works. Still, I have fallen a few days behind and want to nip that in the bud.
I have an appointment tomorrow. I set the alarm for 6:00, and will add a few words in my nightly "God! Help Me! Them too while you are at it!" session. I would like to get the rest of the boxes moved before I head to the appointment. I may do the living room and wash the dishes tonight. Well, that is the goal.
With those two rooms emptied and sorted, I then need to hit the kitchen. I have half of my equipment to unpack yet. I want that all unpacked, washed, and roughly sorted until mom-o arrives. I may not put everything away, as I am quite sure she will rearrange, so it is best to just leave it to her to arrange things without the fuss of un-arranging them.
Oh, and this computer room. About a dozen boxes still in here. These need to be put upstairs as well. Probably after the living room and before the bedroom boxes and stuff.
Then, hopefully Friday night, I might be able to vacuum, sweep, and neaten what is left. If not, I do have the rest of the weekend. However, during the weekend, I want to do the laundry, do some other unpacking of clothes and bedding and wash that. I believe I will have enough sheets for two thick queen beds, if my lady friend did not steal too much of that. I told her she could, if I did ask if she would let me know. Sometimes she forgot. (every time) Ah but she was cute. Bah! I know I should have at least four sets though.
Oh, and sometime tomorrow I will go into Sears, again. They have THE TV I had wanted, but Wal-Mart did not carry. As well, they have the same sound system. Why this particular TV? With the sound system I have chosen, plus the particular brand (at 240 refresh), I can buy one more piece of gear which will allow me to hook it all up... wireless! Yes, nice. Wal-Mart had the sound system but not the TV, or the brand that would work. LG is coming out with some killer stuff, if Vizio is probably better visually? Anyway, LG FTW? I hope so. The cost is a bit more, and even a bit more with the added device. But the ease is... priceless in my life right now. And, yes, I trust Sears just a bit more.
So, all I have to do is move the mountains, after that, and pull the ocean a wee closer. *tug* Ah, so much for my faith! Nah, it is there. If I needed to do so, it would be done. But I can complain for the moment.
You know what though? I have a decent shot at getting this done. The last 20 years of my life? Not so much. Life, indeed, has changed. I just need to figure out how to have this on tap all the time, to get to those projects... Not just when my mom is coming, or lady friend, or whoever. I need this on tap, and I need to use it, much more often. I will give myself some break. I am still in a gimped body, with low stamina and (compared to my old self) strength. I am also on a tight budget, which does things to the head. On top of that, there are areas... I simply cannot do. It will not matter if I win a billion and get to lifting 600 pounds and swimming 9 miles a week. Besides, you do not just rise from the dead and there you are. I wonder if those Christ resurrected had to take a few stumbling steps to get the whole nerve, muscle, duh thing down? I have been dead three times. Yeah, it is coming along fine, actually. If I still want more.
Update:
Dishes are half done. There were not as many as my brain was saying there were, but they did need washing. No stink though, and there will not be one. I have done most of the boxes and some of the etcetera stuff in the living room. There are a few more boxes, and clothes, and all left, but I had to take a break from carrying and went and started on dishes, but it seems I am about out of time for the night and energy in any case... sort of. I will finish the dishes and shower, I think. Yes, I think so.
You know, everything I put up there... will all be coming down again. At least the rest of the house will look pretty! For a while. Hey hey, cheer up, they are only to kick my teeth in and use steel wool to clean off the dead skin. Ain't it all dead? Bah! It is good. Good night, Opus #6.
I hate doing dishes. That's why I buy paper plates.
ReplyDeleteWell, now, I did consider that because we are tied there. Then, I realized plates aren't so much of an issue. So, I bought plastic utensils. But there were all the darn glasses. So I got those too. Even with a little creative "recycling", the lot became just a wee expensive, became difficult to keep on hand (since I do not, if I can avoid it, even shop on a weekly basis). Between price and keeping it in stock, I had to final end that deal. And, alas, no paper pots or pans!
ReplyDeleteI like your notion. What I need is a woman who can't cook, who will stay, and who likes to eat sometimes. Oh, dishwashers ain't all that either, if they do help a bit.
Believe me, I truly absolutely hate dishes. And vacuuming also. It must be cat genes? Oh noes! We are GMO!
You keep on top of dishes better than I do. Sometimes after a late weekend cooking spree I have been known to collapse into bed and not have any opportunity (literally) to look at the kitchen again until the following weekend.
ReplyDeleteWhat I have found on occasion...is not mentionable.
(I shudder and gag at the recollection...)
heh Still, I KNOW that. From how I used to live. At least you have an excuse, a pretty good one. Personally, I am amazed at what you get done. On a manscale, dishes are somewhere in between folding sheets and putting dirty laundry in the basket, always. I have four baskets, thinking to make it easy... heh I think they are all empty or full of clean clothes or other stuff. And I am almost out of clean clothes. I'm... working on things too. Trust me. Manscale activities too low down the list make men feel a little like, either singing (not most of us) or killing large and small animals until 'they' pop back into place and we can taste, then share with the world, some manspit. Boyeah
ReplyDeleteOh, I remembered to be a good son and buy my mother some diet Coke. It is chilling as we speak. On another subject, I finally know what Mentos taste like. I wonder if she likes champagne? Lord knows, I wish I had a video camera.
*pop, pop*