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judecorpI was going to post a big rant about all of this Imus business, but then I saw that my lovely wife had already covered it. So I will use her comments page for my vitriol this time around, I suppose.
Instead, I will bore you all to tears with talk about how I cleaned up the house this morning. One would think that working part-time means that I spend all morning eating bon-bons on the bed with the cats, but one would be incorrect. Usually I'm running around like a loony trying to do enough things around the house to save my sanity and still get ready for work on time. Usually a lot of that entails moving around and sorting through the stuff that Jen likes to leave on any horizontal surface she can find. :)
So after clearing all of the clutter out of the living room and picking up the pile of crap on the floor that has been sitting there for so long I am embarrassed (and the doula comes on Wednesday night, she doesn't need to see that), I went through and made neater piles for Jen on the kitchen table: books, mail, bills, everything else. Then put the laundry away, did the dishes, folded Jen's clothes that were on her dresser, cleaned up a little bit of the bathroom, put out some Freecycle stuff, and had a nice sigh of relief. Everything just seems a little cheerier when the house is at least surface clean.
Isn't that much more exciting than hearing me go on and on and on about asshats who make racial and misogynistic slurs and yet can keep their stupid public jobs because they say, "I'm sorry," and, "Don't worry, I'm an equal-opportunity meanie."? Yeah, I thought so.
Instead, I will bore you all to tears with talk about how I cleaned up the house this morning. One would think that working part-time means that I spend all morning eating bon-bons on the bed with the cats, but one would be incorrect. Usually I'm running around like a loony trying to do enough things around the house to save my sanity and still get ready for work on time. Usually a lot of that entails moving around and sorting through the stuff that Jen likes to leave on any horizontal surface she can find. :)
So after clearing all of the clutter out of the living room and picking up the pile of crap on the floor that has been sitting there for so long I am embarrassed (and the doula comes on Wednesday night, she doesn't need to see that), I went through and made neater piles for Jen on the kitchen table: books, mail, bills, everything else. Then put the laundry away, did the dishes, folded Jen's clothes that were on her dresser, cleaned up a little bit of the bathroom, put out some Freecycle stuff, and had a nice sigh of relief. Everything just seems a little cheerier when the house is at least surface clean.
Isn't that much more exciting than hearing me go on and on and on about asshats who make racial and misogynistic slurs and yet can keep their stupid public jobs because they say, "I'm sorry," and, "Don't worry, I'm an equal-opportunity meanie."? Yeah, I thought so.
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Date: 2007-04-10 05:01 pm (UTC)Man, I wish we had a station like that. I could use some funny news every once in a while. :)
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