So this is without a doubt my favorite picture...yes the granola is actually just perched there, wedged between the door and shelf, I didn't even realize it until I took this picture and would hazard a guess that it's been that way for at least 3 days!
Cleaning is my weekly ritual, I also HATE it. John will call to say he's release (from reserve in this case) or that he just landed and is going to run for his commute.
This instills fear in my heart, the fear that I won't have enough time to clean before he gets back. This wasn't *such* a big issue when he was based in ORD, after all once he managed to get a flight it was 2 1/2 hrs to get here. But being based in LAS has been uncomfortable close for my cleaning purposes. Given that a direct flight here is about 1 hr 10min. It takes me about 40min to get to the airport to get him....you do the the cleaning math....
John's flt leaves LAS - time for me to drive to airport + time for me to clean = me frantic
Now for those naysayers who say well just clean the day he's coming home, after all he DOES have a schedule. To that I reply what if they use him on reserve and he can't get back that night? Then I have an extra night to clean; and if I have already cleaned I have an extra night to mess up the house!
This isn't awful just the blanket on the couch falling, the picture frames knocked over, and various papers on the the table that John will hate.
Now I'm not dirty, there are no dirty dishes laying around with gross caked on food, I feed those to the dishwasher. I am just messy, John always marvels when we go to a hotel how I can walk in and mess it up with just a carry on bag! My mother always said she thought she was messy until I moved out, then she realized it was me messing up the place! And if you haven't figured it out by now John is OCD about cleaning!
This is one thing John and I will NEVER agree on....
I see absolutely no purpose in making the bed, after all I'm going to sleep in it again in a relatively short time, so why make it? And when he's gone it becomes a holding area for various things. In this case that is my recipe book and recipe binder as I am in the process of transferring them. It is a fabulous late night project for me when he is gone....Come to think of it that's still on the bed, better fix it!
I call this the mine field of clothes.
I am much better now, before my clothes used to be spread out across the room as if hit by a tornado, now I try to contain them to the bathroom.
As you can see I have a lot of work to do before John gets here, and he's on this way!