Guess what! My house is clean(ish)!!!!!!!!!!!! And not because of me. My lovely daughter is cleaning as I type. Doing dishes that didn't fit into the dishwasher. Without being asked. Say WHAT!? Yes, without being asked.
It may or may not have anything to do with the new shoes and shirts she got this afternoon. But in no way were they meant to be a bribe. She needed them anyway. Sure, "needed" is a strong word. She has a dress full of clothes, but a good chuck of them could be tossed so she doesn't end up looking like a street-child everyday. Stains, and rips, and a lot of hand-me-downs already so a few new shirts will be refreshing. She even picked out a Katy Perry t-shirt, which is really random for her, but she balanced it out with a zombie/blood/guts t-shirt (which is really more "her"). She really S did need a pair of sneakers, she's in a running club twice a week and her winter boots just don't cut it.
Much to my surprise, she's been pretty handy around the house tonight. Actually, I just realized it's like 9:45pm which is way past her bedtime so maybe she's just stalling? Either way, I'm not messing with it....you never wake a sleeping baby, and you never interrupt a cleaning child!
I've been working extra hard at reminding them to clean up after themselves, and I've been extra free with the thank-yous and "I appreciate this or that". Jeremy helped drag in the groceries and put most of them away for me....with not even an eye roll. SHOCKING!
This strike thing seems to be working!
I wavered a bit tonight and tidied up a little. Just unloaded the dishwasher, and picked up a few dishes. No big deal, I can handle that everyday if it stays like this. Life's been so easy, I have time for ME!
I even managed a date night with Jen and came home to a reasonable house. The floors are still sticky because nobody's picked up a mop in a week, but we'll work up to that. I'll stick to the floor for a month if that's what it takes.
Dinner, shopping, and a movie. Except when it's me and Jen...nothing's ever that simple. Dinner turned into a mild panic attack when the fire alarm started blaring at the restaurant. Of course, all the customers are looking at each other like "what the hell do we do??" Just as a few people started grabbing their jackets to leave, the waitresses came running to tell us it was just a false alarm. Turns out a small child pulled it while waiting for a table with his parents. Guess who promptly left the restaurant without eating!! We should have just grabbed our sandwiches and ran...but we waited patiently for about 10 minutes until the alarms were shut of. Back to our meals, and then the firemen show up. Two trucks, 10 firemen...distracted Wendy!! Men in uniforms....yum. I don't even care if it's a garbage uniform....yum. I really do have the dream job in that aspect. More uniforms that I can count! (Maybe that's why I don't get any work done?!?)
We ended our night at the movies. Jen was ADAMANT we see "The Devil Inside". I guess I didn't pay much attention to the commercials for the movie because I didn't realize it was a "documentary". I was expecting a movie-movie. I was excited thinking I'd hear INXS at least once in the movie and that didn't happen either. Major bummer. The movie was ridiculous, we laughed when we weren't supposed to, I jumped and screamed at probably the least scariest parts (slightly embarrassing but thankfully Jen doesn't judge!). Two people got kicked out for talking too much. We all left the theatre with a unanimous WTF?!?! Dumbest, funniest movie ever...and I don't think it was rated as a comedy?!
But...guess who managed to have a nightmare about my family being possessed!!!!!! Sweet baby murphy...I thought I was going to pee in my pants. And I don't even believe in that stuff. It's weird though cause I kept levitating all day!?
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