Remember that Wii we got for Christmas? (We've discussed it's personality disorders before) It has become my not so best friend. It and my children were grounded a lot. Nobody liked that arrangement, so we tried a new one. We must "earn" Wii time at our house now.
This was Saturday.
I offered my vacuum as a way to earn Wii time---I didn't get any takers, so I did it myself. Then the whining commenced and I had to find a new job. Ahhh....I was just getting ready to mop.
I once told my Mom she had all those kids to make us slaves. Now I know why she laughed hysterically when I so ignorantly commented.
My floor never looked so bad after a mopping job!
But...they were proud, and so was I. (After I re-mopped it!)
2 years ago