Yesterday, the youngest stayed home from preschool because he was coughing. About halfway through the morning, he was laughing and running around and bouncing off the walls and there was not so much as a clearing of his throat. It seems that years of watching his siblings fake sick to stay home for the day has taught him well. He's at school today.
However, his older brother is here. Some sort of stomach bug (not quite as easily faked). Bad news is I think I have a touch of it as well. I must say that having the older boy here makes cleaning difficult in different ways than his little brother does -- the older boy doesn't want me to cuddle on the couch and watch Nick Jr. but he wants me to do stuff that I prefer to cleaning like watch Law & Order or Criminal Minds marathons because he has a similar taste in entertainment that I do. So we are slurping on ginger ale, and snacking on yogurt while we ignore the laundry that needs folding, the shelves that need dusting, the floor that needs sweeping, and the dishes that need washing and clear things off of the DVR together.
As we were watching crime shows together this morning one of the detectives pointed out that the victim had obviously had company before they were killed because there were TWO glasses in the sink. I reflected on the dishes in my own sink and it occurred to me that if we had a crime scene here the cops would walk in and say something like "Well quite obviously there were 26 killers. Look at the glasses in the sink."
Fingerprints would also be very difficult to assess in our humble abode since nothing has been dusted in...well, awhile. And trace evidence or DNA would be hard to sort out since its been about a week since I ran the vacuum or cleaned the bathrooms beyond a quick lick with a Clorox wipe and a spray of Lysol.
I realize that cleaning would be a good idea, not just because it would make catching my potential murderer a lot easier for the CSI team but because a cleaner house is better for me and my family. However, today, I really don't care. I don't feel good and my kid doesn't feel good and we are going to pretend that the most important thing for us to do is to straighten up this DVR.
I don't know how things go downhill here so very fast. As much as I try to stay on top of things like the laundry, the dishes, the dusting, sweeping, vacuuming, and cleaning the bathrooms, it never lasts more than a day or two before I look around and everything is chaos again. It's like the dirt demons are plotting against me and keeping me from ever accomplishing getting the entire house clean at the same time. (We also watched Supernatural today).
I am being a *little* productive....I continue to wash and dry clothes. This, of course just adds to the hampers or clothes that I need to fold. Now I think it is time for a bowl of chicken noodle soup and a nap. That's about all of the productivity that I can handle today.