Today I am both thankful and disgusted by this creature . . .
I woke up to Elvis peeing on Bayleigh's floor, which at first irked me . . . but then if it hadn't been for this little incident, I might not have got up the energy to clean both the kid's rooms this morning, before tackling my weekend maintenance duties. So . . . here's a grudging thank you to Elvis. (Since we've found that he doesn't have a urinarty tract infection and he's pottying outside his litter box due to stress issues . . . I'm wondering if I should put HIM up for adoption, or my KIDS, who probably are the main instigators of his stress. Hmmm . . . something to ponder.)
After I cleaned the kid's rooms, I moved on to the kitchen.
I've dubbed the weekends as my "maintaining" point in the week, where I attempt to work diligently on maintaining what I've been working hard on all week.
I've GOT to find that happy place, where I can keep everything in some type of order. I know, for me, this isn't going to be easy. I'm an all or nothing type person. I give it my all, then exhaust myself and give nothing for a while. I'm GOING to find that middle of the road place . . . even if it KILLS me! (Which it just might!)