Today is Wednesday, which means it's my cleaning day. The day where I clean the house from top to bottom. I basically do all the house chores that I had as a kid. I realized that unless I take a day and just totally clean the house, I don't keep up with it as much.
Cleaning day also means I don't really go anywhere. I think the farthest I go is to the mailbox and back. Unless something happens, I really don't leave the house. Well hell, I don't leave the house much anyway. I go to town here and there with William, but mostly I'm at home all the time.
As I was getting dressed, I had a thought. What's the point of getting dressed if I know I'm not going anywhere. Seems like such a waste of clean clothes to me. Being the one that does laundry, that means more laundry I need to do. I know, I know....what if something happens and I do need to be seen? I do get dressed every day, just in case. But some days it's hard. I mean, no one is going to see me so why put in all that effort? Especially if I know Grant isn't going to be home anyway. It's not like I have anyone I need to impress. So far, really the only time I had a spontaneous trip to town is on the weekends when Grant's home and he just randomly asks me if I'm ready to go. I've learned that trick in the 12 years we've been together. I don't get a lot of notice that we're leaving. But during the week....it's mostly just me and William.
But I am showered. I am dressed. I am ready for the day. Now....let's go house...it's you and me baby!!
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