I spent most of Saturday catching up on housework. Two weeks' worth of dust with one week's worth of unpacking sandy stuff, laundry and re-entry into our 'real lives.' It's amazing how much stuff just finds a home on the coffee table and starts putting down roots.
For those of you (not many, I know) who have hired someone to help with housework: Do you find yourself cleaning so that THEY can clean? LOL. It's not cleaning, exactly - it's picking stuff up and putting it away so someone else can find the coffee table/floor/kitchen counters and actually clean the dirt that was accumulating under and around the junk.
And then there is the bill paying. I sat down to enter all the little things we spent at the beach, balance the checkbook, and pay bills. I discovered that I was WAY behind - it's been since before Paris that I sat down and took care of things. I had a late fee or two to cover - ugh!
So between cleaning yesterday and paperwork today? I feel like I accomplished nothing and still didn't actually have a day off. But considering the pile of stuff I need to mail out I must have done SOMETHING!
I'll make up for it next weekend. Curlygirl, Squeaker, Babygirl and I are going to the amusement park together. It should be a good time!