Just Say No!

My spare bedroom and laundry have been the pits for a few months. As in, I wouldn’t let my best friend in there and she has seen me at the worst.



I have been going through crap around here to have a garage sale in the spring so shit is piling up. And the books, OMFG, I have WAY too many books. Connie had given me a 6 foot tall bookcase and I already had one. One was in my laundry and I decided it was time to get those organized.


So I had to move all of the books off of bookcase #1 onto case #2. Mind you, these are hardback books. I fill up #1 and still have three shelves full. Have to move them into the room so I can move #2. Then move it. Put all of the books on the shelves. And I had two boxes of books that were my Mom’s I had stacked away.


I now have 2 6 foot tall bookcases and one 4 foot tall full of books and 4 milk crates full of paperbacks I am selling.


Now in between all of this, 5 loads of laundry from all of the crap pile around and moving the damn bed TWICE and mopping, sweeping, dusting and just in general cleaning……


I threw my back out. As in SIT THE HELL DOWN AND DON’T BREATH hurt! Walking to the bathroom felt like someone was stabbing me with a hot poker right above my ass. Not IN it but above it.


Thank you Jebus that I saved my pain meds from my last surgery. Nothing like a little Percocet high to make you forget things hurt. I haven’t been able to sit up to get on here and luckily didn’t have anywhere I had to go.


But…..I have three peoples taxes to get done and I am pretty sure being doped up is not a good time to play with the IRS.


So far today, it is at a tolerable level as long as I don’t try to walk so I am attempting to get some work done today.


If come April I get hauled away by the Feds, you will know I should have just said NO to cleaning!!


Nothing good can ever coming from cleaning. I am convinced!!


But the rooms look great.