You know--just for a change.
The house selling thing is going ok. We've had TONS of "activity" (I am so learning the realty lingo. For instance, "That buyer seems really interested and will possibly make an offer," means "Ya--we'll never hear from those bastards again.") but no real offers. Part of me HATES being a slave to keeping the house clean, but another part has kind of come to enjoy living in a clean house all of the time. Coming home to made beds and no dishes in the sink is actually kind of lovely. Plus, I've taken to buying some cheep flowers at the grocery store and putting in little vases around the place, and it's nice. But--it is sad to have not done either of these things for myself, and to mainly be doing them for strangers.
In other news, Soph and the across the street friend B aren't getting along. So much so that when B wants to come over, Soph says she doesn't want her to. Since she's getting along with the rest of her friends just fine, I don't really think it's one sided on the Soph side. I just barely told them that if they couldn't get along, B would have to go home, and Soph just smiled, and said, "Good. I want her to." B's response was to storm out the door and slam it. Needless to say, I'm not as worried about displacing Soph from B when we move.
Oh--did you know that when the glue on contact paper breaks down, it smells just like crotch? Did you? I didn't think so. For WEEKS now I've been playing "What's that smell?" in Soph's room. Sniffing around--washing bedding. As the smell was decidedly crotchy, I washed all the dress-ups, as they've been worn by a lot of little bodies, but even after cleaning from top to bottom, her room still smelled of eau-de-cooter. Then a couple days ago, I decided to pull the contact paper off of the high window in her room that I had originally put up when she was tiny so that she'd nap during the day. I discovered that in many places the glue had turned brittle. I also discovered that in the places where this had happened, it smelled like low tide on a hot day.
This weekend we're having our first sleep over. That should be exciting. I'll let you know how it goes.
Today's best thing about being a mom:
Having a partner at the grocery store
Today's worst thing about being a mom:
For some reason, I am SO fucking tired of packing lunches.
3 comments:
eau de cooter? Beautiful. No idea about the contact paper.
Glad to hear your getting "activity". Here's to it selling. And here's to enjoying the flowers.
I did not know that either. I have my own what's that smell thing going on. The mysteries that kids bring us eh?
Hopefully the clean house thing follows you to your new home and that you can enjoy flowers for you. I love fall flowers. And I found if I keep flowers or lit candles on flat places, they repel clutter. Right now I have none of those so there's lots of clutter.
Why no... I did not know that. I will have to keep that in mind for future reference!! :-)
As for the house, maybe you will be so much in the habit of keeping it b-e-a-utiful that when you move you will keep doing the same thing. Then you could come and teach me!! :-)
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