i tend to do this alot...i start the laundry and then i take forever to put it away once it's clean. and then when i want to wear something it's most likely in the pile of clean clothes rather than my closet. paul HATES when i do this, understandably of course. he just doesn't understand that while i don't mind starting the loads, i HATE folding and hanging and putting them away (this coming from the man who organizes his t-shirts in rainbow order and then gets mad when i put a blue shirt in the red section). ugh, there's just so many other interesting things to do! like crafting...nothing makes paul madder (and by mad i mean a slight frown and a furrowed brow of disappointment) then when he comes home from work and i haven't got dinner made, the house is messy, and i'm sitting there in my pajamas working on some kind of time-wasting craft. (although, the other day paul came home from work and i had his favorite dinner ready: breakfast for dinner, mixed berry pancakes and eggs. yay me.)i heard somewhere that clean people are boring people. i do like to be clean, but sometimes i just don't have the patience for it and if all i do is clean and i don't do something creative i might just slightly combust. i do clean when it's important, when it really matters - like before people come over or it's stuff that needs to be cleaned often, like the toilet or the dishes. and i do agree that a clean house makes you feel better when you look around but it's a constant, daily, annoying task to keep things looking perfect when you have zero storage, a baby and all of their baby crap, and about 12 tupperwares of craft supplies and you know no one's coming over that day and it's like BLAH who cares!
but don't worry - because i know you were really worried - i finally put away the laundry today.
oh, and i burned some rice. for pete's sake, who burns rice???
well, apparently it's very easy. all i wanted was to reheat my lemongrass chicken soup from our favorite thai place and make a little rice to go with it. i followed the microwave instructions exactly and i ended up making a burnt rice cake (it was seriously hard as stone) and ruined a perfectly good plastic ikea bowl and made our apartment have that icky burny smell. you dumb rice! who do you think you are?!





































