Title Here?

Coffee has started the process of closing the pool, I’ve started weeding through my summer/winter clothing stashes, the pets are all shedding like mutherfuckers.. it’s getting really close to autumn.

I have no idea where I’ve been or what I’ve been doing since the last time I updated. Just.. life?

This morning the kids went back to school – the middle one is in his last year of high school and the youngest one is just starting grade 9.  It occurred to me a few days ago (or re-occurred, I guess) that in about 5 years, give or take, it will be possible for all of the kids to be out of the house and living independently.

The middle kid is still (from what I can tell) figuring out what he’d like to do after high school – he has expressed zero interest in college or university (in part, I suspect, because we told him he’d have to pay for part of it) . There are many other plans thrown about, however, and I’m curious to see where he lands, even if it’s a temporary landing while he figures things out further. He’ll be 18 in 5 months which is, of course, a whole other milestone.

To celebrate the kids’ return to school, I spent some time cleaning – washing the floors in the kitchen and hallway, scrubbing the bathroom upstairs, doing some pet laundry (blankets, towels, bedding, etc.), dusting various surfaces, decluttering others..  I quite enjoy the process of scrubbing away some of the summer grime. It’s nice to get the house smelling fresh and clean (and less like dog, cat, and stank feet).  A fresh start, I suppose, for the “new year”.

Spring cleaning is good – this feels much better.

Of course the problem with cleaning is that, the more you do the more you realize needs to be done.

For example, as I scrubbed floors today, I realized that someone needs to wash pretty much all the walls in this house, because they’re all covered in greasy dog spots (he likes to lean against the wall and slide down into his favourite sleeping positions), weird cat blurps (one cat often has porphyrin and sneezes a lot), and there are many, many hand prints at heights that would indicate they’re not caused by me (the shortest in the house), along with random scuffs and marks that look awful.

Dear children and pets: you’re all totally disgusting.

When I said “someone” needs to wash the walls, I meant someone other than me, btw.



And that’s it. That’s all I’ve got for the moment. I mean, there’s plenty of other stuff in my head, but this is my ‘hello, still alive!’ post for the time being. I have a bunch of chocolate covered almonds to eat before the kids get home.

3 thoughts on “Title Here?

  1. Olya

    Oh god, do I ever hear you re: cleaning. The boys bathroom is disgusting. It reeks of pee. The kitchen floor can double as one of those sticky fly trap papers. And the less said of the state of the carpet, the better…

    1. Coffee

      I shudder whenever I remember the bathroom after the boys came to live with us. Shortly before that we’d redone that bathroom floor with laminate. 1-2 years later, despite saying that everyone sits to pee the floor around the toilet was permanently warped from having slowly absorbed dribbled pee and there was no fixing it. We had to replace that floor with vinyl to sell the house.

  2. Chz

    Good that Middle isn’t doing what Eldest over here did and just go to university because he can’t think of anything better to do. And then drop out 5 months later with a large debt. Granted, I know a *lot* of people who did that back when it was a bit cheaper to do so.


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