This was originally going to be my reply to the wonderful comments from my What the fuck is wrong with me post on wanting to clean. But then in my wordiness it morphed into its own post. Tadaa!!( well and I learned how to post videos..wheee)

I have to say Thank you to the lovely ladies that made me feel less alone and messed up than I already may or may not have prescription medication for. It is nice to know that I am not alone in my weirdness and with company like that who’s complaining!!

So Cub went to his play date and they kept him for dinner too. The man I sleep with didn’t end up going golfing because it was SNOWING.. yes at the end of MAY..SNOW.. I have many words to say about that and suffice it to say that none of them are good.  He did end up being out, so that left me alone. ALONE, so what did I do..

I took some advice from my friends!

I sat down and read the paper, with a cup of coffee. I perused the interwebs, had a shower – yes complete with peeping kitty for company.

Then

I cranked up the tunes, I meant to put on my not Cub appropriate music….but apparently Itunes and I were destined to fight so I ended up playing  a little of this
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and I turned it waaayyyy up, loudest it has ever been since we moved in. In fact I forgot what it was like to crank the music up that loud. The kitten took off and hid underneath the bed. Fat cat put his ears in the downward pissed off position and waddled off to the basement. The dog, well, the good news was the music was so loud he couldn’t hear anything to bark at, so it was BLISS!

And yes, I cleaned! But I did not spend the whole day cleaning. I cleaned and it was beautiful. I didn’t have anyone ok a little whirlwind running around behind me and I got to enjoy it for a while. Until I was the best Mommy ever! And I let Cub do this:

Then the man whose stomach apparently doesn’t like the Chinese food we ordered in because Cub was out for dinner and I settled in to watch a little hockey, have a few bevy’s and hum our new favorite tune.

It was a perfect day in a great weekend, well minus the snow, THAT Shit can piss the hell off!

AA

Oh and P.S.

For  Dani and Brite!  I was completely floored over the Blue Rodeo/Jim Cuddy conversations, . Dani: Shits starting to get creepy now.. and Brite.. You MET him… *sigh* That man could sing anything and make it sound wonderful! They are one of my all time favorite bands and this is currently getting over played in my house!

 Last  weekend Cub had a little friend over for a play date.  His little friend is a very polite and adorable 6 year old girl. The whole experience was a delight for me to watch as they cuddled up on his bed and read comic books ( out loud, at the same time, very loud), ate some snacks ( You know what? I’m going to marry Cub one day and then I will be able to kiss him on the lips! Yeah Mom isn’t that cool? Yes I think waiting to kiss until you are married is a perfect plan) played Wii ( don’t stand too close to each other or we will be featured on some Wii accident blog, good gawd back up from the TV), debated the virtues of playing ‘House’ or ‘Cars’( Let’s play house, this will be the baby’s room and I’m the Mom and you’re the Dad and…uhummm Can we play cars instead?)  


All in all good fun. As said adorable 6 year old girl was packing up to go, her Mom asked if Cub could go over to their house this coming weekend for the same sort of deal. Sure, I said, let me just check with The man I sleep with to see if he has any plans he hasn’t told me about or thinks he told me but I forgot for that day yet.

“I’m golfing.”

“Oh you are so going to have some time to yourself!”

Time by myself - Fabulous, wonderful,  OMG this is almost orgasmic to the point of:

What the hell am I going to do?

All week I have thought about this and what I could possibly do while the man and man-child are out of the house wanna know what I’ve come up with?

Cleaning

I’m fucking serious.

Am I broken?  Broken as in there is some synapse somewhere in my brain that must be misfiring. Perhaps I was born with this malady, maybe it is a genetic marker that I could blame either of my parental units for, maybe I am just searching for a reasonable diagnosis for my neurosis. BAH now I’m rhyming!! Step back save yourself this shit could be contagious!!

Who am I kidding? I spend so much time at my two full time jobs** doing stuff for others that the only little bit of time I get to myself is either spent online, blogging ( and we all know how fucking consistent I am at THAT!!) showering ( and that time is debatable considering the ninja cat is always in there ) and  sleeping. Well we better throw in a little bit of drinking and facebooking and let me tell you …I recommend NOT doing those two things at the same time or bad things happen, like pictures of your boobs make it onto your facebook page…not that I would know anything about that…just saying it could happen.

Anyhooo….

I think I may have just forgotten how to spoil/treat myself which is code for being alone- I’m screwed. That being said, I have come up with a bunch more ideas for things to do and I honestly , seriously, perhaps fleetingly for one teeny moment considered doing any one of the four things I managed to come up with …That is until I saw the dust bunnies!

Happy Weekend to All!!

AA

**Disclaimer for staying happily married and not putting blame on anyone so I have a great weekend  legality purposes

I am not complaining for one instant about either of my two full time jobs, well I don’t complain about the one I love, I do however complain about the one that pays me. And by pay I mean money, the other one pays way better and the perks are better!