lastnight was a very incredible night. things happened, that never before have happened in the history of my life.
i got the chance to leave work a little early. and instead of going home and taking a nap, i stopped at the grocery store. i bought the stuff to make philly cheese steaks. i went home, started those, started a load of laundry and cleaned the rest of the house. i made that apple dip that i love, and did another load of laundry. by the time sean got home, i had folded and put away 2 loads of laundry, had dinner on the table, and the house cleaned. i also lit a candle. vanilla scented.
it was pretty much like the above picture. except replace lady and the tramp with sean and i. and we were using paper plates. it felt really good. i know my mom would like for me to say, "i think i will keep this up! it is so awesome feeling clean!" but let's be realistic here. it was nice. but not as nice as sitting on the couch or sleeping.
hey, my motto? aim low. that way when you do something awesome, people are happy. if you do awesome things all the time? people expect you to always be awesome. and if you screw up once, well that is it. so maybe everyonce in a while i will exceed everyone's expecations. but hey, don't expect it. that defeats the purpose of this. i learned this from my dad. in case anyone wanted to know. he is the smartest man in the world.
so as i was folding our laundry lastnight, it went like this:
sean's clothes: shake out. neatly line up and fold. place in an organized pile according to color and type of clothing. or hang up. (i have to do this because if i don't neatly put his pants on the hanger, he will re-do it)
my clothes: roll up in ball. throw back in the hamper. then throw im my drawer. ususally i like to leave things in the dryer. it is such a space saver and time saver and i would have this time, but i had to dry more clothes. ugh.
sean likes his things neat. that is great. i could care less because being the girl that i am, i will probably try on 24 outfits and undo all the folding and hanging up that i did before i decide on what to wear. case in point? this happened this morning. i know myself too well.
when sean and i registered for all of our wedding gifts that i have yet to send thank you cards out for, he wanted an iron. i told him that i have used an iron like 5 times in my whole life. and that doesn't count the time when ironing my hair with a real iron became cool. yeah it was cool until i singed off all of my hair but that's a whole other story.
anyway, i didn't feel that we needed an iron. maybe he wants
one, but it's not a need. heck, i want James Marsden as a butler and i want to never have to shower again. but i suppose i don't need it. sometimes we can't always get what we want.
anyway, so we got a lovely iron. then sean wanted an ironing board. ugh. so demanding! i wanted to buy an industrial size pack of gummy bears with our gift cards but he felt like an ironing board was more "condusive to our lifestyle". um hello sean? have you met me? and guess what? i don't even think condusive is a word. you can't just go make up words. who do you think you are?
anyway, we got the ironing board. and sean uses it all the time. i have used it once. and by once i mean that sean ironed my skirt for church because he was embarassed that i would leave the house with a wrinkly skirt on.
some may think i am lazy and irresponsible? well look who had to iron the skirt and look who got to watch the last ten minutes of Aladdin? i dunno. i think it's smart. you tell me?