The big clean up after Christmas should take me, at most, a morning. How long does it usually take me? A full day.
Why? Because every time I go into a bedroom to clean it, I have to flop onto the bed and have a loll while I’m there.
It’s not a choice – it’s a fundamental necessity. I have tried resisting the urge, but what harm am I doing?
So yesterday…I’d been into the kids’ rooms, flopped onto their beds, lolled on my back, gazed up at the ceiling for a bit then got up and carried on with the cleaning. So far so good.
Then I went into our room…
Once I’d flopped onto the bed I suddenly realised I actually felt rather tired, so I turned over – quite happily – to have a snooze. Quite happily that is until my post-Christmas stomach flopped over with me, slapped itself onto the mattress, poked itself out from under my pyjama top and requested that I move up as it didn’t have enough room!
I quickly got up, tucked my stomach back into my pyjama bottoms, glared at the bed, decided that I was far too busy to loll then harrumphed out of the room – dragging my feather duster, polish, vacuum cleaner and out of control midriff with me!!
(On the upside, the BIG CLEAN UP AFTER CHRISTMAS only took me a morning this year!!)
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