Do you procrastinate ever? Well, let's just say I don't either. HAAA! Fooled you. In fact, this week I procrastinated in cleaning my house when I knew I had a whole house full of people coming over on Saturday. So, in my usual fashion, I got up at 7, ran my errands and cleaned like gangbusters for 5 hours oh and recruited a few less than willing teens to help me. Washing curtains, rugs, windows, scrubbing floors, toilets, showers, cleaning china cabinets, oiling the wood furniture, sweeping down the cobwebs outside. You name it, if it existed in this house, it got scrubbed, swept, dusted, cleaned, or otherwise altered. Even the man of the place said, "I was shocked when I walked in the house at how much you did." REALLY? So am I now that I think about it...but here's the thing, every muscle in my body is killing me today...even after two extra strength tylenol.
So here's my new dilemma: Do I continue to procrastinate, so that SO much has to be done in one day, do I pace myself, do I give up cleaning all together and just have get togethers at other people's houses, or perhaps hire a cleaning lady? Those are the important matters of life being pondered at the Ruchus today. By the way, they're being pondered in a clean house :) At least for today!