You know you're busy when you plaintively declare, "I just want to do laundry so bad!" We've been working 18-hour days, finishing up a reno on one house, prepping another to sell, and moving from one to the other. This means that laundry— when it's done at all—is a midnight event.
Not only do I desperately want to do laundry, I'm impatient to set up our closets so we have somewhere to hang our clean clothes, hang hooks along the back of my tiny closet for my jeans, spray paint old shelves to hold our freshly folded towels and linens, and put the laundry room shelves back up so there's not a jumble of detergent and stain cleaning supplies. I've stayed on top of the dishes, but I need to spray paint another set of old shelves so I have a place to put away the clean dishes and to organize the cupboards so I can actually find things.
Oh, and sweeping! How I would love to sweep. Don't get me wrong, we're not living in squalor, but when you're moving in you really need to sweep at least once a day and that is not happening. Fortunately, every inch of our new house was freshly-cleaned when we started moving in (thanks in part to my family), so we were starting from a spick-and-span base.
We're just getting to the point where there might just be time in the day to clean the stove, scrub the bathtub, mop the floor, and so much more...
What acts that you previously considered drudgery are you currently daydreaming about?