I am seriously exhausted.
Today I:
Made bed. (Just a note that I got up reaaalllly early because I couldn’t sleep, and when I went back in after my husband was up, I totally noticed how awful the bed looked unmade. Huge step for me!)
Emptied dishwasher.
Made lunches because I forgot to last night.
Cleaned up kitchen.
Swept kitchen.
Picked up living room (big job as there was so much more to pick up than I thought)
Swept out all the corners and crevices of living room and halls and entryway.
Took the dustpole thingy and dusted all the picture-frame paneling molding on the walls (1st time in 3 years).
Pounded pillows.
Picked off dustbunnies that had fallen from the walls onto the furniture.
Moved rug that had slid way off-center.
Moved furniture into the right places (wood floors, energetic children, and a mom who doesn’t consistently straighten mean the furniture can get TOTALLY out of whack)
Wiped down/disinfected bathrooms.
Scrubbed down walls and floors of bathroom (on hands and knees thank you).
Go me!