Time Un-Management

Here it is 10:35pm and I'm fucking around instead of cleaning up my house, once again. It's been 3 WEEKS of doing nothing. But hay, at least I have an "excuse" this time. My daughter is recovering from surgery. For some reason she has decided that she now needs to nap for only 20 minutes. Basically enough time for me to take a piss and have a smoke. If I gave up smoking I'd have an extra 15 minutes to fold laundry!!!!!! I was totally on a roll as soon as I put her to bed. I put away my laundry, but then decided that my closet need to be rearranged, then went downstairs to get some pine-sol to wipe top self of my closet to hold sweaters that were on hangers before, had a smoke, then ended up on this bloody computer. I think I need to chuck it out the window. I think I need to chuck a lot of things out the window, including myself!

Twilight Zone

It's now 12:45am. I put my daughter down at 9:30. I gave myself till midnight to clean-up. All I had to do was a load of dishes & put some shit away. Do you think I've gotten anything done? Hell no!!!!! Things looks worse than before I 'started'. How can I lose 3 hours? And no I have not been on my computer the whole time. I think I'm in a state of total Clutter Fuck.

Fresh Start

After repeated attempts to move all my blogs from one of my windows live space to another with getting absolutely nowhere (I've got 3 windows live e-mail addresses, all with there own space), I've decided to start fresh with a new blog elsewhere~here. And it's not like I've got anything better to do with my time. I've got a beautiful 2 1/2 years old girl (she's just woken up and sounds like she's getting into something), I was supposed to 'tidy' up my house,

-do a sink full of dishes
-work my way through a mountain of laundry
-upload pics and video of my BFF's new baby girl(more on that another day)
-reserving a room for the night before my daughters surgery(more on that another day too)
-and about 1000 other things that should be coming 1st
This seems to be a recurring thing with me, and I know you'll agree as you read more of my ramblings.
Now I'm pretty sure I can smell a whopper of a shitty diaper all the way from upstairs so I better go be the super-mom that I am! Muahahaha