so - my exam looms ever near. And I am studying , and practising my HTML coding . I am . Really.
I'm just also very consumed by the fact that my bathroom needs to be cleaned. My kitchen is unacceptably untidy ( despite being cleaner than it has in days mind you ) and there is dirty washing that needs to be done.
I have enough underwear to last me at least another week. And there is nothing stopping me from showering , because the dirt in my bathroom that's suddenly bothering me beyond belief... it's on the windowsill, and in between the blinds , and up in the light fixture. I never noticed it until this morning really, and now it's making me itch to get in there with a norwex cloth and wipe it all away.
And now - the kitchen floor is swept , the dishes are in the dishwasher ( I can hear the water swooshing around) and my coffee is on my desk - all courtesy of my loving husband.
I have just watched him walk through to the bedroom with an armful of clean tumble-dried laundry.
As he smiles sweetly at me - I cannot help but feel an incredible irritation - and takes a dab at the bathroom floor - I realise that he's doing me a hell of lot of favours .
But damnit man. How can I continue to love a man , who ever so gently and lovingly won't let me procrastinate my studying efforts?
This is going to lead to trouble I tell you ...I'm going to have to show him .... not sure how though - he's also sorted out lunch , and answered the phone and dealt with the bank ..... and sorted out the work issues ....
Sigh - - poor old me. I have it so hard don't you agree ;-)
I'm just also very consumed by the fact that my bathroom needs to be cleaned. My kitchen is unacceptably untidy ( despite being cleaner than it has in days mind you ) and there is dirty washing that needs to be done.
I have enough underwear to last me at least another week. And there is nothing stopping me from showering , because the dirt in my bathroom that's suddenly bothering me beyond belief... it's on the windowsill, and in between the blinds , and up in the light fixture. I never noticed it until this morning really, and now it's making me itch to get in there with a norwex cloth and wipe it all away.
And now - the kitchen floor is swept , the dishes are in the dishwasher ( I can hear the water swooshing around) and my coffee is on my desk - all courtesy of my loving husband.
I have just watched him walk through to the bedroom with an armful of clean tumble-dried laundry.
As he smiles sweetly at me - I cannot help but feel an incredible irritation - and takes a dab at the bathroom floor - I realise that he's doing me a hell of lot of favours .
But damnit man. How can I continue to love a man , who ever so gently and lovingly won't let me procrastinate my studying efforts?
This is going to lead to trouble I tell you ...I'm going to have to show him .... not sure how though - he's also sorted out lunch , and answered the phone and dealt with the bank ..... and sorted out the work issues ....
Sigh - - poor old me. I have it so hard don't you agree ;-)
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