Weird Noises

The kitchen, dining room, and bathroom have all been cleaned. All that’s left to do is the kids’ rooms. Those are just as terrifyingly messy as one would imagine rooms belonging to a 10 year old boy and 12 year old girl would be. In other words, they are complete disaster areas. We’ll get to those next weekend when the kids are actually here. Other than that, everything we needed to clean this weekend has been cleaned.

I’m not sure where it call came from, but I took out nine bags of trash this weekend. NINE! I have no idea how that happened. I just know that I want to apologize to the Methuen Waste Management crew responsible for our neighborhood in advance. It’s nothing personal, guys. It’s just business. I mean that in the least ironic way possible.

There is one more on going issue for today. Simply put, what the hell is that sound that the washing machine is making? We actually had a little bit of a washing machine flood yesterday, but I have no clue what happened. I went upstairs and everything was fine, I went back downstairs and there was a puddle around the machine. I have since run the machine a bunch of times, including one time where I sat and watched it run from start to finish, and nothing happened. I am going to assume for now that I just overloaded the machine (I didn’t) and it caused an overflow. Now, however, the machine is in the wash cycle and it is making a weird, high pitched humming sound. I have no idea what’s causing it, I just know that the wet vac is ready to go in case of emergency.

Wish us luck!

Karmic Foresight

My wife has a bad back. A couple of my friends have bad backs. I have made it a point to go out of my way to help people with bad backs whenever I can. I did it for two reasons. First, it was the right thing to do. Second, karma. I don’t really believe in karma, but unlike many belief systems people base their actions on, it is one that I can sort of get behind. So while the real reason for helping people with bad backs was because it was and always is the right thing to do, I can pretend to justify it karmically too.

Why do I mention this? Because karmically speaking, it’s pay back time.

Oh.
My.
Goodness.

My back is KILLING ME! I can’t lean over to pick things up off the floor, I have to use my knees and squat (which, of course, is the correct way to do it anyway). Getting up from a sitting position is doubly painful. First you have to stand up, which hurts my back like crazy. Second, you have to straighten up, which hurts a ton more.

Now don’t take my bitching to mean that I have actually thrown my back out. I have not. I’m not moving around very well, but I can still move around. I’m just really fat and really out of shape and I have really over done it over the last three days. Really. There are two purposes for this post. First, I am taking a break from the cleaning and I happened to sit down at my desk, which means that I just have to write something, because I am obsessed and clearly insane. The second is that I just want to restate that any time someone close to me has a bad back and needs assistance, I am going to help. Because this royally sucks and I don’t want anyone else to hurt themselves any worse than what I’ve done this week.

Cleaning the house

I just watched five deer run through the woods. Where were the other two, or three? Deer sociology is a mystery to me.

What was I talking about? Oh yeah.

We are giving the house a full on post-Christmas cleaning this weekend. We got to two rooms yesterday and the improvement is gigantic. We can walk from one end of the living room to the other without having to jump over anything (except maybe the cat). Today’s goal is the kitchen, dining room, and bathroom. Unfortunately after two straight days of shoveling, and a full day of cleaning, my back hurts more then it has ever hurt before. It might be a tough day.

Tomorrow we try getting back on the New Year’s Resolution/weight loss bandwagon. I know I’m yo-yoing like mad here, but you have to start somewhere, right?