Showing posts with label laundry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label laundry. Show all posts

Thursday, December 18, 2014

so close, so faraway

Some of you may have noticed that i re-implemented the Gold Stars For Grown-ups program a little while back.
I didn't point it out at the time, just added it to the side as a carrot for me to get back on track doing the things that need done.
Things that i really don't want to do.
Like laundry.
Or taking out the trash.
Or ab crunches.
Mostly i am happy with how it is going, but when i just updated the ticker i realized that i am ONE star short of earning a reward.
ONE
gah...
Really? One star?
Almost as exasperating as looking for my camera doo-hickey or discovering that the mouse snacked on a jar candle.

Come on now, Niki.
Massage is waiting for you.
Do the @#$%^ laundry!

Friday, October 15, 2010

Confession is good for the soul (and the laundry)

Perhaps, like my darling BFF, you noticed that the Gold Stars for Grown-Ups counter was stuck on 6 stars for about 2 months. I ran out of the sheets where i kept track of stars. See how forlorn the pad looks hanging there at the bathroom door all naked and alone? I ran out of the sheets the same week my grandma died and then there was work and the play and, well, stuff. I had the new tablet, i just kept putting off setting it up. And without the system in place to reward myself, i started slacking off. When the sheet is hanging there with quiet recrimination - Have you mopped the kitchen yet? Have you? Have You? HAVE YOU? - i remember to do things, but without it, not so much. Two weeks ago, i set up the new system, tweaked things a bit, and set new goals. Then i promptly left the continent for 10 days. Way to plan, Nikster! Anyhoo, i am once again exposing my lameness to create accountability for myself. This weekend i am back on track, people! I will be uploading Hawaii photos, writing a post about the play for my cousin, cleaning my closet and doing laundry. Perhaps i will even do something about the check engine light that has been on for a month. Wish me luck (and stars).

Thursday, February 4, 2010

where did that smell come from?

I put on my coat last night to go home. What the HECK was that smell? It didn't smell like that earlier - did it? What could possibly have happened during the hour i was at the library? I don't remember wrestling a wet donkey. When i got home i washed my coat and now it smells like fabric softener. But what in the world happened? I guess some questions can never be answered.