No. 77 – clutter clear and organize the kids’ bedroom. I just realised that we completed this just after Christmas, at least as far as we can until Meredith joins Rhys in their bedroom.
I tided their room today twice in a fit of cleanliness. Once when I got up (before breakfast, just call me Superwoman) and once when R was in the bath this afternoon, after he came in from making mud pies in the garden and cleaning his toy garage that’s been left outside all winter.
That’s a lot of tidying for me so thank goodness that the clutter clear included filling the bedroom with Ikea’s finest Trofast range. A tub for everything means that toys come out and go back to their homes without a faff. Which is just as well given how uninclined I am to housework and how much small children like pulling out as many toys as possible.
I also cleaned the bathroom and wc, cleaned and clutter cleared the living room and dining room table, swept the floors, tidied the kitchen up, bagged cat poo from the garden, and made raspberry muffins.
As ever, the sudden whoosh of domesticity was shame-fueled because we had visitors today – a neighbour and her two children for a first playdate here.
I’ve been on chatting terms with this neighbour for a good while now and invited her son and daughter to Rhys’s birthday party in the hope that we might get to know them a bit better. This felt a bit devious but her son is the same age as Rhys, lives around the corner, has mutual friends, and may end up in the same class at school so it seemed sensible.
It was a nice afternoon and to my amazement the neighbour has invited us to another playdate which is brave given that last time Rhys left their house over my shoulder having a tantrum.
The day feels thoroughly seized, except I have failed to get my PAD yet. The camera is in reach but as I am pinned under a sleeping Merri I can safely say it won’t be an inspired shot.
Chicken and kale soup and the sofa and I’ll be done for the day.