kit (mizkit) wrote,
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modest dreams

I have a modest dream of getting the goddamned house clean. Mopping the entryway has been on my list of things to do since we moved in here. I fear it’s still going to be on the list when we leave. I said to my mother, in some despair, that I just didn’t see how people had a baby and a job and kept the house. She said she thought people who did that hired somebody to look after the baby and somebody else to clean the house.

That kinda made me feel better, actually. :)

Seriously, I got the perishables put away when the grocery man came. My life is such that I’m considering that an accomplishment. Also I’ve gotten a lot of laundry done and the front room is clean. The front room is the only room I ever get clean. Sometimes the kitchen gets clean, but that lasts even less time than the clean front room. She said, as she went to try to clean the kitchen.

(x-posted from the essential kit)
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