I Want To Clean!!

We bought our beautiful home last December and moved in the beginning of January. It's really hard to believe we have been here for almost 9 months now. We don't even remember the tiny one bedroom apartment we use to live in. It is all... but a mem-or-y. I mean, I guess if I really thought about it I could remember, but you get my point. It was a good move.

I am not the perfect homemaker. I don't clean every day. I don't always make dinner. I do sew on buttons when it is needed. I think maybe if I didn't have to work I'd be better. I am not a neat freak, but I do enjoy a clean house. When I DO clean, I do things a certain way.

I like to sweep, starting with the trim, then the corners, then each particle of dust or garbage is swept into a nice pile in one area. I then move onto the next area. I vaccuum in straight lines - the lines the vaccuum makes on the carpet just do something for me that I cannot describe. It's a physically exciting sensation... woo woo! By the way, if you do not own a Dyson, save up now and get one. I love my Dyson "it never loses suction... evah." We recently bought a mop and one of those industrial mop buckets with the squeezer on it.... do you know how BAD I want to mop my floor???? But that is a lot of bending and that sucker is heavy!!

Since I have blown up into a large watermelon factory and cannot bend over, cleaning has been difficult. Also, My abilities are limited, and to be completely blunt: It sucks ass. Not just one ass... but many many thousands of asses. So Paul has taken on many, or most... okay probably ALL of the responsiblities of cleaning, cooking, putting baby stuff together... basically doing everything. On top of that, I am fussy and emotional most of the time. I find myself saying,

"This is getting SO OLD!!"

a lot, and crying at the drop of a hat. It seems as if every week there are new dust/cat hair tumble weeds blowing across our floors. New spider webs in each corner and crevice. It doesn't end!! Also, I can't seem to get my dishwasher to NOT stink (if you have any secrets or tricks to this, PLEASE share them. We have tried the vinegar thing.)

Through it all Paul has been beyond unbelievable. The extent of his complaining is a common extremely heavy and unusual breath or sigh and a teeny/occassional swear word... or two. But never at me. He does find release in his video games. We haven't been able to get the basketball hoop up yet because of everything Paul has to do, but I know when we get that up it will be another area of release for him.

I feel like a jerk most of the time because even with everything he does for me, I still find tiny things to complain about. I actually sit and monitor him when he does clean, and I critique his technique. I am such a monster sometimes. And then, out of frustration, he will say...

"Do YOU want to do this???!~!!!?!~?!~!&^!*&!^!!!"
and I will say,

"YES! YES I do!!!!!!!!!! but I can't!!!!!!"
and I will cry and cry and cry.

I just hope he knows how much I appreciate him and he doesn't lose his mind before Madeline comes and I can get back to my normal state of ability. I feel like I owe so many people for helping me out these past 8-9 months. Especially my husband.

My mom and sister, Amber, will be here September 9th at 2:30 pm. They are coming specifically to help out around here and take care of us for a week. I am so excited and thankful for them!!! It has been hard not to be able to make my home perfect for when they come.
My mom reminded me that one of the reasons they are coming is to help clean and cook so I need to relax and just get over the embarassment of a 'not so perfect' house. And my sister Amber says,
"That's why we are coming Edith to clean your house and cook your food and wipe your butt."

Geez, I hope I can wipe my own butt after this fiasco. So, I'll try to do that... relax... and wipe my own butt.