I seem to get more stressed in the morning then I do more at any other time in the day. Planning the day so that everything is ready is done the night before and it seems this works better for me, but there are times when I forget to do something and then I panic in the morning because that one things hasn’t been done…I am no perfectionist but I do like order…things need to go in order 1,2,3. You would put your shoes on and then your socks now would you? Or put the milk in the tea without the tea bag…I like to make things as easy as possible.
ON Monday it wasn’t smooth at all. I tried to type a post about that but I got so0o0o0o0o0o0 busy on Monday that I just didn’t do it…its sat there in my drafts waiting for me to finish it…and I will…just not yet…
Today though I am sitting here just before school run with my daughter on my other half of our sofa, she’s dressed and fed ready to go to school waiting frozen while I sit here in pleasure writing this to you. I have incense on and I am relaxed calm and ready for the day of collection avon brochures and coming home to do paper works and hopefully processing some orders as I go. Then I reset the brochures and go and drop then off at new houses and I then come back home, I might have time for a seeking cup of tea before I go and get fedora from school at 3pm.
I also have to do the normal house hold duties too, like cleaning…my hoover hasn’t worked well in the last month and I have finally managed to save up the £100 I needed to get another…I would like to get the hoover from Tesco in which is a Henry…I would love that lol. ITS ONLY £99. I hope I can get it…
Kitchen gets done round the clock, its only ever the dishes or cloths that put the kitchen to shame but even then it’s minimal. The living room is more crazy really as I always forget to do the washing, putting the washing away is a little thing I just ignore. The clean washing gets dumped on my chair and left….until I Finlay get the means to actually sort it.
The upstairs is not much fun, Fedora whom is 7 on the 31st of October has a very large bedroom, in fact her dad and I had wanted to spilt it in half and she would still a have too much space, never the less its a mess and too messy for my liking and yes you can imagine the tantrums I get when I ask her to tidy it…but I do have my way in the end…mum knows best…she hate me saying it,
MY BEDROOM, is THE dumping ground, I haven’t slept in my bedroom for almost 6 months, my bed broke almost a year ago and I moved in to fedoras room to see if the size would make it easier for her to keep it tidy…nope it was even worse…so I moved everything back. My bedroom then just wasn’t the same. I soon realised that fedora had been drawing on the walls and pulled the wall paper and that made me dislike the room even more…so now its just a dumping ground for everything I do not need or want to look at….
The bathroom is a the moment go cat litter trays in and can be a little over whelming, but not because I don’t clean it just because I have so much stuff I need to put away in there. Such a small white room really should be neat.
MY stairs have no carpet because my cats decided it was their best interest to rip the carpet to the point that we could trip over it…so up it came. I had planned to paint the stairs and make it all pretty but …I start something but never get to seem to finish anything…
Oh dear one minute left…anyway on we must get…The day started three hours ago and I am no nearer the finish line…but on we get and on we go…speak soon