What I have done, and what I have failed to do

[ailbhe]

For a start, I'd like to know where I attended enough English-language Masses for that to pop into my head.

What I have done:

1. Put away clean laundry - though naturally there's always more. Does it count if all my "clean" underwear has been a catnest for over a week and is covered in fur? I put it away as clean anyway. If I catch something dreadful, I'll let you know.
2. Go into town to return DVD, buy stationery, and lodge a cheque
3. Washing up - all of it. Every plate, mug, bowl, teaspoon is clean. Well, except tha tI have since made a cup of tea. However.
4. More dirty laundry. It never ends. I have no idea where it comes from. Who's wearing all these clothes? Perhaps I should institute seperate laundry baskets, just to see which of us generates more laundry.
5. Grocery shopping - before 09:15 am, what's more.

What I have failed to do:

1. Make cupboard doors. Rob has to do this, really. I have thrown up my hands in despair because my Cunning Plan won't work and I want him to design me a new Cunning Plan.
2. Buy cladding, but there's no point until the electrician has run his trunking everywhere.
3. Take winter duvet to the laundrette
4. Put away the rest of the clean laundry
5. Post wedding invitation
6. Chase more RSVPs
7. Chase florist
8. Chase plumber

Comments

[supermouse.livejournal.com]

I've finally managed to catch up by having separate baskets to sort dirty clothes into,which makes it much easier to work ut when there's a load, and by doing two washes a day; first thing in the morning, before breakfast, with the radio on so my brain does't realise I'm doing something useful, and last thing at night when I'm half-asleep again.

I fold the clothes while watching TV, and I have a rule whereby I have to stop when the programme does, whether I'm finished or not. I used to get very msierable while folding clothes, but the TV takes my mind off what I'm doing. After that, I move the morning laod to the dryer, the only bit I'm awake for, and I have a note not to put on another load then, but to leave the machine empty. Then I put them away and go sit on the computer or something.

I hate doing laundry. This system works for me because I'm asleep or distracted all the time. It took about a week to get cuaght up with all the washing, folding and putting away and to have an empty sort basket. Since then, I've mostly stayed on top of it, except when Pol hoards his washing on purpose! Well, maybe not, but every time I don't have to do a load because I've washed it all, and am feeling smug, he will appear, smiling with his bulging laundry bucket! The git! But I've even managed that, and also his tendency to want to wash lots and lots of clothes, but not to want to fold them or put them away.

If I wake up late or get distracted, and I'm awake whle I do the washing, it seems five times as difficult. It don't seem nearly so bad when I wake up, after breakfast, and find it's somehow already done all by itself.

If I was very cunning, I suppose I'd have picked out programmes every day to sort clothes to, but as it is I don't mind daytime television that much.

The estate agent pol saw said that an old, tatty kitchen (as long as it's clean and still usable as a kitchen) can help sell a house, becuase peope think that they can replace it easily enough and have one they want, whereas if it's new and they hate it, they don't by the house lest they be stuck with a kitchen too shiny to replace and too horrible to use.

OTOH TFHamster said ihis experience was the opposite, afaict, and buyers wanted a shiny new kitchen. But I didn't see what he said for myself.

We'll find out ourselves soon enough. Personally, I hope the estate agent is right!

Congratulations on your series of 'done' lists.