Do you know that satisfied feeling you get when you've cleaned your house and everything is in it's respective spot? When the floors are shining, the tabletops are dust free and bathrooms are spotless? Do you know that feeling? I have that feeling every Saturday when my housework is done and I stand in the middle of the living room looking around at the payoff my efforts have afforded me.
This past Saturday was no different. I stood back and looked around with a sense of pride and satisfaction. I knew that the rest of the weekend was mine to enjoy, or so it seemed.
The beginning of the end started Sunday morning with Katie jumping up on my clean couch cover and throwing up a smidge. It was nothing drastic and certainly nothing that I couldn't clean off with a damp rag and some disinfectant. Ten years ago I would have ripped the cover off the couch and washed it again. Today, my priorities are a bit different. But it was hard to fight the impulse!
Later in the afternoon I let the girls outside. ALWAYS before they can come back into the house they have to have their paws washed under running water and dried. Again, Katie was the culprit and ran past me, into the living room, and jumped up on the couch! I was pretty aggravated with myself for letting this happen, but again it was very minor damage. The chips were starting to stack up against that couch cover making it through the night without being washed.
As soon as Madison arrived on the scene the couch cover and the neurosis that accompanied it disappeared. We had such a good time playing with toys, trying on new clothes, watching TV and snuggling on the couch!
After Maddie ate her dinner it was bath time. I carried her, wrapped up in a big pink towel, into the living room, and laid her down on the couch. I started to put her diaper on, but apparently my timing was off. She'd peed on her towel! No big deal, it has to be washed anyway – right? I checked really quick to see if any got on the couch and although it wasn't saturated, the couch cover felt slightly damp. Strike 3!
I could live alone in a perfect world and not have to deal with these issues, but what fun would that be?
Guess I'd better get that cover in the wash.
3 comments:
liked this entry. most of our stress is self induced. it isn't what happend ..but how we react to it that causes the problem. I am with you. the world would be a pretty dull place without little things to keep us going. hope the washer didn't break.lol
Barbpinion
I guess thats the reason you put the couch cover on in the first place, right?
You are both so right! I shared this story with some gals that I work with and we all got a good laugh from it. We decided that we are too old and too wise today to sweat the small stuff! Age does come with some perks afterall!
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