Like today I went to clean the kitchen. My biggest complaint in there were the dishes. It's easy to get behind on them since we do not have a dishwasher. And no, I am not a dishwasher, so don't ever ever tell me that joke unless you want to do the dishes every time you come to my place. Well, I get started on the dishes and when I'm finished I turn around to see that every zip lock baggy we own is on the floor along with the boxes they came in, the pot holders are in the silverware drawer, the dish towels and dish cloths are stuffed in the utensil drawer and the highchair had been disassembled. This scenario seems to repeat every time I try to clean anything.
I'm wondering if this apparent curse was born the time I forced nesting on myself when I was pregnant and ended up creating a disaster zone instead of making things ready for a baby. If this is the case, DO NOT FORCE NESTING! It will come back to haunt you when your baby turns 1.
here she is plotting her next anti-cleaning attack
4 comments:
It's a good thing she's so cute! :)
That is so funny because it is soooo true. I was there. I witnessed the nesting. None of us has been the same since!
Haha, that's the best picture of her ever! So cute.
Sorry about the backwards cleaning - I've been there too and it stinks. Hang in there - I'm rooting for you!
The solution seems obvious to me...stop cleaning! You have a great excuse. I haven't experienced nesting yet, but I'll be sure to ignore it now if it comes.
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