The floors are clean(ish) and there is no dust

Thanks for all your insights and input about how much cleaning sucks. Heh. I didn't use the timer method that was suggested by a couple of you, because I'm a realist. Fifteen minutes wasn't even going to get me out of the master bedroom, which is where the vacuum cleaner and I began our long, slow dance yesterday morning. And I had miles to go before I put it (and the lambswool duster) back in its closet.

I didn't mop. Hoping to get that and the bathrooms done today and then I'm going to reward myself with some kind of crafty project. The work-reward technique sometimes works. Unfortunately, since I'm the boss of me, I frequently just go straight to the reward and skip the chores. Because, after, all, who's looking?

One of the things I was trying to say yesterday and didn't get around to is this: The clean bathroom/floor/window/sink/whatever needs to be the reward. I need to get my brain to move from "UGH I DON'T WANT TO!" to "Wow, I feel so good about my lovely home!" But not in a Flylady way.

In the wee small hours of the morning, I thought I might clean the bathrooms before I started writing this post. Writing also is on my reward list. Well, that didn't work out. I did spray the tub with cleaner before I began writing. A compromise. Because I'm a diplomat like that. Maybe I should run for Congress.

Moving on … I finished the second bow headband last night, the green one. I was going to do purple next, but then I thought black might be more versatile for the intended recipient's wardrobe. When I was stocking up on the cotton/elastic yarn, I bought several balls of many colors, including black. I can get two headbands from one ball of yarn and a football game's worth of time, making them quite an economical gift.

Oh, another thing that's on my mind is that I changed the blog layout to incorporate threaded comments, and then I invariably forget to reply to your comments. My bad. I remembered late yesterday and made an effort, and I'll try to do better in the future. So ... comments ... you first! Heh.