Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Mid Week Thoughts

Okay, so it is Wednesday. The middle of the week already. While I wonder where the days go, I realize that I have accomplished more than I think.

Why it was only this past Sunday, the beginning of this new week, that Luscious and I finally took the Christmas Tree down! In all honesty, I didn't even notice it was still up until the end of January. All the rambling around taking care of the folks has left my house in total disrepair. My dear Luscious doesn't like clutter within his line of vision. Therefore, while I dash in and out, dumping stuff on the kitchen table, bedroom floor, bathroom floor, totes here, totes there, well, it can accumulate. Luscious is very good at being tidy. I am not (well, in my head I am a queen of clean orderliness). To keep his sanity, he picks up all my droppings and then deposits them in the spare bedroom that I slaved over getting clean for the Thanksgiving visit from Number 1 son. Am I making any sense so far. My brain is really rambling today.
So, all the things that I
(a) use
(b) need
(c) wear
are all in a pile of the floor and bed of the spare room. He can close the door and forget about it.

I have spent the better part of the past few months staying with my folks at night down the hill. Now and then, like this morning, I get to go looking for something that I KNOW I have but where in the dickens did I put it? Aha! The spare room.

I know it doesn't look like it but this mountain of mess is really clean. Luscious just doesn't know how to HANG my clothes up once they have been laundered and imagine my surprise finding my elfin gourdhead Santa sitting sentinel on top of a few totes of undies. I won't show you the floor. Trust me when I tell you that I had to stand on top of things to reach for a pair of clean jeans to wear today.

Which leads me to why I am writing this post . . .

I have the world's best hubby. It is written all over my face when I see him. I adore this man. It is evident in the butterflies I still get in my tummy after all these years when I see him come through the door or hear his voice on the phone. There are only a few things that I have requested of him through the years. They are:
(1) don't mess with my garden plans. There is always a method in the madness of my experimental layouts. He still has not learned this.
(2) Don't buy me clothes for gifts. This is because they NEVER fit. They are either too small for certain parts of my body (like my apple bottom) or too large for my sports bra clad uni-bosom.

This morning, as I plowed through the piles of clean clothes on the bed for a pair of jeans that I could not find, I did find an erstwhile Christmas gift. A new pair of jeans. In desperation, I grabbed them up and tried them on. Huzzah! A decent fit except for the length. I am a short gal. He is a tall guy. I never have to hem his pants because men's pants come in the length that is correct. Ladies pants however labeled are always too long for me. So . . . I have spent the remainder of my free time this morning trying to hem a pair of jeans and cutting off the 6 inches of excess.


Luscious will be thrilled to see me wear his gift. I am certain that it has been as forgotten as what else is behind the door of the spare room.


Countryfolk Keepsakes said...

Blondie darlin', I feel the same way about my hubs the way you do about Luscious! We are both truly blessed to have such wonderful men in our lives!
Heck, that spare room looks just fine to me. :> )

Inspired Tokens said...

What a darling! Your post has me chuckling just abit! And for what it's worth ...I think the spare room looks mighty fine! Isn't life grand? A good man and a clean house ...what more could a woman want?

Donna said...

Oh my, that room scares me, LOL! Thank goodness for doors! I know you are running ragged and your poor hubby is minding the fort for you the best he knows how. :-) And I know all too well what you mean about women's pants always being too long. I even have to hem petites, hahaha!!! Best wishes to you are you try to keep up with everything. {{{hugs}}}

Cathy ~ Tadpoles and Teacups said...

Oh Blondie, you have been a busy gal. You are where you need to be-

Lorraine said...

Hiya Blondie!
You have been a busy girl!! And, you do have one heck of a hubby!!:o)
ps I got you entered, you weren't too late..

KKJD1 said...

Goodness girl you do have your self a good one! I'm usually the one picking up after hun,4 boys and 2 girls and yes even after myself at times! Glad to see you are able to post a little more than you have been. I have been trying to do my chores first then if I have time to visit I do and if not well I wait until I can. You know trying to prioritize better. Hope you and the folks and hubby are doing good. Blessings to you dear friend! Karen

Amy said...

Oh how I loved this post. And NO, you did not ramble. I followed on your every sentence very clearly and easily. I am with you on the pants length thing. Even when it says petite length it is still WAY too long!!
Hope you are being good to yourself.
By the way, I wish I had a spare room. It would solve a LOT of my problems!!!

Plain-n-Simple! said...

I know you are not much older than me, but have always looked up to in many ways, reading your post makes me tired. I hope you are ok, and please dont forget to breathe! Its almost spring, can you feel it in your bones, time for gardening and stuff!!
Much Love,

Anonymous said...

Isn't love wonderful!

I think we're just lucky not to have a spare room as the family would just "dump" piles of stuff in it too.

Glad you are getting some hubby time.