Nothing makes me feel better about the world in general than. . . cleaning. You’d think I’d clean more often, wouldn’t you?
Without forethought this morning, I launched into a frenzied cleaning of the twins’ bedroom. Soon, I had swept the most enormous pile of dirt, trash, toys, cards, and a few coins into a frightening pile. The boys picked out valuables, then the rest went into the trash. I sorted and put away their clean laundry. They picked up dirty laundry.
(I also made the twins study history for an hour and made my 8-year old practice handwriting and multiplication facts. My daughter insisted on having some work, too, so I set her up with an activity coloring book.)
And it’s almost as if I removed the clutter from my brain. I feel less panicked about the Fiesta now that their room is clean. I worked steadily until the living room and kitchen were clean, too. If only it would last. (It won’t.)
Then, we went to the pool for a couple hours, came home in time to put my daughter to bed, and then, went grocery shopping.
I returned in time to watch a television special about the murder trial of this guy, accused of killing Florence Unger and while I watched it, I paged through an In Touch Weekly magazine. The last hour of the night zips by in a flash. I hate that.
Now. Wouldn’t you like to do me a favor? Will you please add my “other” blog to your blogroll? And tell your friends about it? (Yes, that was shameless begging. If I have 200,000 hits there a month–ha ha ha ha ha ha ha–I get a bonus. Ha ha ha. And then the world will implode and I’ll become a supermodel and kids will start picking up after themselves without being told. The end.)
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I really have been enjoying your other blog, too… I am sure the hits will start picking up… link it, people!
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Heh. I watched that same show last night. Gotta say, this arm-chair juror thinks the man comes across as guilty.
“Bodies don’t bounce!” said the prosecutor emphatically. That line inspired an unfortunate imaginary sound effect in my head. Yuck.
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That was quite a day! A great day! Wow. I can run on those fumes for weeks when I get my act together and have a productive day like that. I’ll try it — tomorrow…or maybe Monday.
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I watched that special too! It makes me so mad that we have to rely on evidence. I wish that we could just know. I hate the small little possibility, that some people we put away in prison for life or even sentence to death, may be innocent. I don’t know if I believe that he was guilty or not. I just wish that we could really know, for sure.
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I am a true devotee to both of your blogs!
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200,000?! What are these people, nuts?!? From what people have said to me, if a person has 500 visitors a day they’re a Super Blogger. With a bazillion blogs out there, unless a person is a super-celebrity or published writer, I’m thinkin’ 200,000 is just a WEE bit daunting. Good grief. Whatever they’re paying you isn’t enough, Mel! HA! Seems like most of us “regular” people who blog are doing pretty good if we have 100 a day.
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