One of the things that I had slated to accomplish this week was the monumental task of cleaning Michael's bedroom. I am in no way exaggerating when I say monumental either.
It's partly my own fault...Michael's room is in the basement. Jonathan's is as well, but right at the bottom of the stairs so it is quite easy to see when he has been using his floor as a dumping ground. Mike has had the advantage of being in a back corner. I have tried unsuccessfully to make my children responsible for their own rooms.
Although I will tell Mike to clean up, his idea is similar to the second cartoon and I will admit that my follow up with him has been similar to the first cartoon.
We are making some changes to accommodate each of the children having their own room and Michael is moving upstairs to a much smaller room which I am hoping will enable him to take a little more care.
Tomorrow, Maria was scheduled to stay home as most of her class was heading on a ski trip that she did not want to to attend. I told her she could stay home with me, provided she was willing to help me with the "Michael Abyss". Maria's bus was cancelled and while I was still asleep, Mark made the decision Jianna and Mike could stay home as well.
I look at snow days as freebies...so, I recruited
all hands to tackle the abyss this afternoon.
It only took us about 4 hours, 4 garbage bags of clothes and I believe we are at 8 bags of garbage...I am NOT KIDDING. Mind you, I did not have time to go through his dresser, so I guess we are not quite done the "MEGA PURGE".
Mark is going to FLIP when he comes home and sees our recycle and garbage...oh well, that will be his part in all of this.
The silver lining is that Michael has no toys left in his room and only the clothes that he actually wears...all neatly hung up in his closet. WOO HOO!!! You have
no idea how happy this makes me!
Being the Domestic Diva that I was today, I did take the time to teach the girls to follow in their Down East heritage by making home made bread and rolls to go with the home made spaghetti Jianna has been begging for for weeks.
The sad part is that yes, I can make bread from scratch, but neither of my girls actually remembers eating it...that's how long it has been.
They will love it just as the men do, and it is good I have work as an excuse not to make it regularly, because there is little better in life than warm homemade bread and butter....and my hips would not be pleased!
Now, if I decide to goof off the whole rest of my week off....I think I have earned it!
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