Yesterday I cleaned our bathroom and finished unpacking our bedroom. For the first time since we moved here, all our boxes (except the artwork) are unpacked. It's a miracle of Gosh. We also walked to the store, and Ted mowed the lawn and went to apply for a job. I cooked dinner, and did a bunch of laundry, and made an apple crisp.
So far today I've cleaned the kitchen twice, made blueberry pancakes, a loaf of bread, a cake, walked to the store, and done two loads of laundry. Ted cleaned the living room and vaccumed the whole house.
And it's only 1pm. I can hardly wait to see what we'll do for an encore.
Actually, what we're doing for an encore is having the whole fambly come down for a day or two. We're going to go out to Fota Island tomorrow, which I think will be fun. :)
I have nothing else to say except while I'm really enjoying not writing, this morning I thought it might not be too bad to get back to it. That's a good sign.
(ETA: I spoke too soon. The encore proved to be Ted cleaning the kitty litter and the other two bathrooms while I cleaned the kitchen *again*, then swept it. The house looks great. :))
miles to Isengard: 64