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You know your house is dirty when…

Published by admin under In The Begining on July 24, 2009

You know your house is dirty when your 2 year old busts out her own wet wipes to start cleaning. I can’t remember the last time I did an all out deep cleaning of our home. That’s bad.Sure I’ve done dishes, and vacuumed occasionally just haven’t thoroughly cleaned in awhile.  I felt extremely guilty that Vera was sick of being surrounded by filth so much so that she started cleaning herself, and yet at the same time tempted replace that wet wipe with a Clorox wipe & just let her go to town. Is that wrong of me; especially when the only thing holding me back from doing so was not wanting her to handle the chemicals haha? Don’t answer that. I don’t know I just haven’t been motivated to do it. I’ve been enjoying playing with the girls, and watching all the little milestones that Naomi and Vera are reaching. Cleaning all the time takes away from their time. Even when I do regular maintenance stuff like vacuum they behave badly afterward from lack of attention/being put off to the side.  I know that’s not a good reason to neglect my duties. I do not even mess with the laundry anymore because of my fear of being locked out. I do it when Matthew is home. To him it must look like I do nothing, and I can’t say that I don’t disagree if we’re talking about household chores. A lot of my time is spent coloring, reading, doing puzzles, and walking Naomi around the house.  I guess their well-being is just not sole dependent on your attention. Obviously a clean surrounding is just as important otherwise Vera wouldn’t be wiping everything down herself haha. I guess that will have be motivation enough. Plus my mother and sister will be visiting from Illinois next week. I’m really excited about them coming, and they probably wouldn’t want to stay in my dusty dirty home either haha. Looks like I will be cleaning all weekend. That and I have to put some of Naomi’s clothes in the space-saver bags & pull out the next size up. She’s only 8 months old and she’s wearing 12 months. It’s makes me sad doing that because you can’t deny that they are getting bigger when the evidence is right in front of you. I’m all about denial. That’s probably why the house still hasn’t been cleaned haha.


The Dreaded Earwig

Published by admin under In The Begining on July 22, 2009

It’s like I’m being forced to relieve the horror and humliation that occurred in my bathroom Monday. It’s haunting me haha. There was an earwig in the bathtub that I didn’t notice was there until I was rinsing Vera off in the shower. It was just chilling on the side of the tub menacingly moving it’s little pincers at me. A lot of screaming and panic ensued. I was wonderingv  how I was going to remove it without Matthew there, but thankfully my sporadic spraying of the shower head in my panic simply sprayed him down the drain. Poor Vera I probably created some new phobia for her over bugs carrying on the way I did, but I think there should be a special place in hell for the earwig. Since then I’ve been remind of the huge nasty earwig. A friend posted a picture of a Beadle that looked all to close to my friends the earwigs. Then the other day I was reminded of this movie that sent shivers down my spine just thinking about it. Do you remember the movie The Faculty? It stared Josh Hartnet, and it about about these alien parasites that resembled earwigs. They even crawled into your brain to take over your body. I think they needed your body because of all the water we are made up of or something crazy like that. Either way totally creepy.  This phobia all stems from when I was walking home from middle school with my friend Heather. She asked me what was crawling into my ear. Not taking her seriously I laughed and went to brush whatever she was talking about away only to touch an earwig about to crawl into my ear. I about had a nervous break down right there on Morgan St. clearly visible from Main St. where everyone and their mother could see me jumping around screaming like a retard.Oh the horror! I know that it is simply a myth that they get into your ear and burrow to your brain, but I can’t help dislodge the fear. If you had one that close to your ear could you? I guess I have seen the Wrath of Khan one to many times.