The full weekend update, with lots more pictures, is at Bobby's blog.
Though while he was flying his plane I was doing the laundry and scrubbing the bathrooms (she added, a tinge of bitterness in her voice). And while he was tiling I was working my way through an enormous mound of ironing.
It's worth getting through all the chores though, so that the new week starts off on a good note. I like that contented Sunday night feeling when all our clothes are hanging neatly in our closets waiting to be worn, and I know there are clean sheets on the bed, and nice fluffy towels in the bathroom.
Now, onwards to the day. Crawley tonight, oh joy. And open evening at work tomorrow night, more joy. But Bobs and I are thinking we should re-institute the date night tradition we used to have. Might take it in turns to think of something fun to do on a Wednesday evening...
2 comments:
It is always such a joy to stop at your blog...love the pictures too. You must have an amazing collection by now having lived in 3 different continents. I thought I was the only one in the world that still ironed!LOL
Angela (can't get into blogger for some reason)
I feel shameful for I never iron, the laundry gets done hapharzardly, the sheets get changed when I'm in the moodm, and the dishes are the only things that washed on a regular basis around here. The other day my best called up and said that he was thinking of coming to our house for the weekend. "Great!" I said, "But the house is a mess."
He said, "What else is new?"
Am I really such an awful person is my house is in constant disarray?
Oh please Donna Reed where did my house cleaning genes get off to?
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