Tuesday, June 26, 2007
My friend and old roomie can testify to the fact that back in our Gator days our dorm room/apartment was never cleaner than during exam week. Straightening and scrubbing seemed "productive" alternatives to the papers we were putting off writing or the studying we needed to do. After all, we were cleaning, right? Not laying out by the pool or cruising the mall.
Not much has changed for me. I've baked and cleaned myself through the last months of four pregnancies (I remember my irritation when my husband made me go to the hospital with our first, leaving the piles of folded laundry on the living-room floor), scrubbed layers of grief off of bathroom floors, and targeted rage at garden sod beds that needed to be turned over (the garden was exceptionally well prepared that year).
My three month check-up is tomorrow, and you could eat off of all of the floors in our house right now. Every bathroom is clean. Surfaces have been dusted. The laundry would be caught up, if the dryer weren't on the fritz. I'm contemplating setting a few pans of bread or getting out the hedge trimmer.
I'll be up and driving to Tampa by 6; drinking contrast by 8. Labs are at 8:30 and the scan at 10. Then the wait to meet with the doctor at 2.
I wonder if they'd let me clean the lobby?
Not much has changed for me. I've baked and cleaned myself through the last months of four pregnancies (I remember my irritation when my husband made me go to the hospital with our first, leaving the piles of folded laundry on the living-room floor), scrubbed layers of grief off of bathroom floors, and targeted rage at garden sod beds that needed to be turned over (the garden was exceptionally well prepared that year).
My three month check-up is tomorrow, and you could eat off of all of the floors in our house right now. Every bathroom is clean. Surfaces have been dusted. The laundry would be caught up, if the dryer weren't on the fritz. I'm contemplating setting a few pans of bread or getting out the hedge trimmer.
I'll be up and driving to Tampa by 6; drinking contrast by 8. Labs are at 8:30 and the scan at 10. Then the wait to meet with the doctor at 2.
I wonder if they'd let me clean the lobby?
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LOL because my roommates and I were the same way! (Guess I've outgrown that habit, unfortunately.)
I'll be praying for you to have some great news tomorrow, and that God will bless you with His grace.
Wendi
LOL! I still do the "anger/stress relief cleaning" too!!
I'm praying for you, my friend.
{{{hugs}}},
Beck
Heather:
Stress cleaning, as you know, is not something I deal with. I'm glad things are clean there...wish my house were in Tampa..you could stop by there! :-)
Seriously though, I am praying that all goes well. Please send us an update when you can.
Hugs.
:-) Susan
Um, I found you through Susan, who I found through Hiedi and Danielle? YEah, I think that is right. Anyway, I do the same thing. My husband always knows if I am getting sick or have a "feeling" that things are oing to get crazy--I clean. I don't really do it that often other times so it is a big deal. The only time my room or desk got clean in high school and college was when it was time for homework. :)
I don't know the details--haven't read that far back--just the front page, but am praying for you.
She's right -- the house was immaculate.
But . . . .
Grandpa and 4 grands remedied that in short order. :)
Here's praying that Grandpa and the 4 grands didn't totally destroy the stress work you got done!! Glad to hear your scan was clean!! Hooray!!
Love you sweetie!!
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