This Week In My Home: Ugh

This week in my home...

...I've been enjoying being at home once more.  I didn't do much of anything on Saturday which is pretty much normal, except I didn't type this post up then either, which is very normal.  Instead I went to bed and took a nice nap with the warm sun shining upon me.   It was lovely.

I don't do a load of housework on Sunday as a rule, unless John is gone off to work.  I did simple easy tasks today. I made breakfast and made the bed and fed the pets.   We went to church and then over to the grocery to pick up the free items, not one of which I could find, ugh. I wanted flowers but the only well priced ones were bouquets of fully blooming astromeria.  Nice enough but too well into bloom to last any length of time. John got a haircut. My blood sugar dropped a little too much.  Ugh.

We stopped at Sonic and ordered hot dogs.  I was disappointed that it wasn't hot.  I'm one of those sorts that wants my food HOT when it comes to me and I wait upon it to cool, not just warm and rapidly cooling before I'm done.  Ugh.  On our way home, we passed a peach orchard with the first blooms peeking out.  It's too early for them to bloom and I mean it, but they are as wooed by sun and warmth as any of the rest of us.  



At home once more, John did a load of laundry and I emptied the dishwasher.  I went to put away my church clothes and discovered the closet smelled like perfume...too much perfume.  A bottle I'd found in a basket this morning apparently fell and broke upon the floor.  No glass, but the oil pretty much saturated the area.  Had I really liked the perfume it would have been fine.  I don't.  Hence it was in the closet because I'd meant to donate it.  Now the house smells like perfume because I had to put the broken bottle in the trash.  Ugh.

The day has not been spoiled despite my 'ugh' moments.  Just not necessarily the way I'd have had my day go if I could have chosen.  But all that doesn't detract from the cool air, the sunshine, the awesome church service, the site of those lovely bulbs blooming in the pots outdoors, the comfort of a sweat shirt in a chilly house, the fun of seeing new baby pictures, or contemplating all the busyness Katie is posting as she does a mini makeover on the upstairs part of her house which makes me itch to do something in my own home.

So here I am at the beginning of new week in my home.  I haven't even started getting my plans together, but I know I must.  Now's as good a time as any.

...I plan my work week:

It's Harvest week: bills, groceries, errands. 

I plan to do some stocking up on cleaning supplies and paper products over the next few weeks so I mean to get the CASH in my pocket because I want to be sure I say within my imposed budget.  I'll look over sales sheets from stores (alas NONE in my Sunday paper, UGH) to determine where I might shop and what I might buy.  And if nothing looks good this week I'll wait.  Just because I mean to stock up is no cause to spend full price on anything I might save upon!

We've a pretty full week planned overall with Mama coming here for John to do her taxes.  I offered to make her dinner, which is a treat to her, as it is to any of us, to have someone else cook and serve.

Plan my next challenge menu and shopping.

Paint the frames of some pictures I have in the living room.   I really like the pictures but they do not go with my living room in the frames or in the arrangement in which I now have them.  I'll remedy that this week.

Get John to take down a café curtain rod in the master bath so I can put a fresh coat of paint on it.  It looks shabby in a not chic sort of way.  Time to refurbish that!

Clear up the guest room.  I put it on hold after the carpet was done as I tried to remember where I'd stashed some of the things.  Well I've found them all now and they are just stacked here and there about the room.  Time to get it set up for guests once more.

Move some things out to the shed.

Look for a folding cot for Josh and Taylor to use when visiting.  The baby will obviously need to have the pack n play if the family should come to stay.  This is something I've had on my mental list which obviously isn't nearly as pressing as my written list of things to do.

Clear up the back porch.  I want to remove the metal cabinet which has become just an ugly eye sore.  The porch could do with a good cleaning and I want to paint the tables and chairs fresh.  I might not get to the painting this week but I can THINK about it.

Plan my next challenge.

I could plan so many more things, but John is to be home all week long and it's never worth my while to plan too much or he'll just throw me off track with his plans which he seldom shares ahead (if indeed he's even planned them out ahead). 

...I plan meals:

Since I haven't quite yet got my whole challenge ready to go this week's meals will be served pretty much as written.  I don't expect us to have any but just Mama for company this week.  I don't think we'll be eating out either, but I never really know on these long spells off that John has now and then.  More of that spontaneous factor of his.

Roast Beef Hash, Green Beans, Bread and butter (no salad on hand this day), Orange wedges

Chicken Enchiladas, Mexican corn, Green Salad, Pineapple Cobbler
(this will likely be my meal for the day Mama comes)

Cheese Omelets, Roasted Italian Vegetables, Green Salad

BBQ chicken legs, Southern style cream corn, Coleslaw, Corn Muffins

Pan Fried Hamburger Steaks, Crispy Roasted Potatoes, Asparagus

Chili Cheese Dogs, Tater Tots, Coleslaw (leftover)

Pizza, Salad

...I plan my leisure:

I listened to the radio on my way down to watch over Josh and on my way back home again.  I used to do that a lot, especially at home.  I decided that here we are with this wonderful radio in our home and nobody ever listens to it.  So this week, for at least one hour each afternoon (or evening when tv programs have palled) I'll be listening to the radio again. 

I have a small stack of March vintage magazines to read and enjoy.  So far they've got me just itching do some planting (Better Homes and Gardens 1930's magazines!). 

Cookies.  I want cookies.  I think I'll make some and put a few rolls of dough into the freezer for future days.

Leisure too is utterly dependent upon John's spontaneous plans so I won't plan more.  But I'm sure to have time for at least this much.