Today I cleaned bathrooms. Cleaned ’em good.

That’s the good news.

The bad news is that for the most part, I went against what I’m supposed to do and let the big stuff be more important than the little stuff.

I did:

Make bed.

Empty dishwasher.

Wash the bigger dishes left from last night.

Do a pathetic attempt at a pick-up.

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So what’s my excuse for deciding that it was okay to neglect daily tasks?

I’ve got the jelly legs. Tap is great, but I’m in need of some shred. I lost thirty pounds two years ago, and in the past 2 to 3 months, I’ve put 6 (this morning it was 7) back on. I have to do some serious losing again.

So, I got out my newest workout DVD, Jillian Michaels’ 30 day shred. Ummm, I can barely lift my fingers to type. I had watched it before, but watching doesn’t really do it justice. It’s only 20 minutes, but it’s 20 horrible minutes, and honestly she scares me a little.

At least I know now that I would be the annoying whiny person if I was on The Biggest Loser. No more delusions of the being the one who toughs it out and inspires people.

But I did it, and I only cheated a little.

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And more thoughts on “finishing” from yesterday’s daily checklist post. Maybe part of my problem is what the Big Phil said, a fear of criticism, but really it’s probably more of a desire for praise. I mean, you can’t argue with the fact that hubby is much more likely to notice that the floors have been cleaned if he trips over the mop . . . right?