Distractions

or, why I never seem to do what I set out to in the first place.

Last night I went to clean our upstairs bathroom.

I cleaned the mirror.

I washed out the sink and the counter top.

I shook out the bathmat and began to sweep the floor.

As I swept, something caught my eye as it jumped out of my way.

Gross!

It's a cricket.  And he got big running free (yes, we feed our lizard free-range crickets only. LOL).

I went to grab a glass & a piece of paper.  (I know.  I am proving myself to be brave {grin}.)

I caught the little critter and then, adding a couple of his caged companions to the glass, I fed him to Mr.
Fred.  (Mr. Fred was happy to meet them.)

I saws what Bug's room looked like.  I helped him clean it.  I went to help Jellybean with a bit of hers. 

I heard the buzzer on the dryer go off so I folded clothes and got the kids to put them away.

It was their bed time.

I tucked them in and made their lunches for today.

I sat for a moment to put my feet up. My feet liked it so we stayed for about 45 minutes.

It had been a long day so I decided to go to bed.

I went to the upstairs bathroom to wash my face...

...it needed sweeping.

Oh, and it also needed the tub washed and the toilet scrubbed.

I finished what I had started, washed my face and went to bed.

Which reminds me, I am going to need to order somemore of my MaryKay moisterizer.  {sigh}

{P.S. Tomorrow I will have a post showing you how much more crap I mean stuff I found and convinced to leave my house.  Another successful round for me.  Another loss for the clutter king.}