Bloggerlust

There's something stinky in my house.

It's perplexing.

How could there be something stinky in MY house?

It's not like we have two dogs, a cat, a dirty mountain lumberjack and two children in diapers living here or anything.

It's not like we've been really, really busy lately and haven't had time to keep up on our general homestead sterilization techniques or anything.

It's not like it's possible that several rogue grapes could be wedged in the cushions of the couch or anything.

It's not like I have a little boy who on occasion may miss the target and pee around the toilet instead of in the toilet or anything.

No, it's not like we've got any of those things going on. Not around here. No sir.

See? Perplexing.

I think that I have deduced that it's probably coming from the garbage. This is really a good thing. If something is going to stink in your house, the smell really should be coming from your garbage. That's where stinky things, indoors, are really supposed to reside.

So, I really shouldn't be here to say 'hi' to any of you. I really shouldn't be posting a blog at this moment. I should be sniffing out the source of the stink and dousing it with baking soda or lysol or something.

But I am... I am here... Yes, I'm blogging. I just would so rather do this, and maybe dabble in a little photography or cooking tutorials online than act as a stink-sniffing-searching bloodhound. Blogging and photography and cooking are just so much less stinky.

I also have all these fresh and new ideas for different blog section designs. I could just sit here all day and play with graphics and layout. I really could.

Why do I find my moments of inspiration during times when I really, really, really am supposed to be doing something else? And why is that 'something else' always an undesirable task?

It's so funny how that works.

I'd love to sit here all day and play, but my contribution to the household is general cleaning and organization, and... You guessed it... Stink prevention.

As Simon would say, "Off I go."

But before I leave, can I just leave you with something? A little photographic love letter that I can think back on when I'm elbow deep in stink and chaos and dog hair and baby poop?

I can? Thanks. You're the best. Here you go...

Ah, yes. That should do it. I can practically smell the freshness radiating out of the flowers. That should be enough to counteract the stink I am about to encounter.

If you're having a stinky day, I hope these flowers help you as much as they've helped me.

 

p.s. It's also not like I boiled milk over on the stove the other day and still haven't cleaned it up or anything. This stink is just the darndest thing. I can't figure it out.

Comments

[Pony Girl Rides Again]

Yes, unfortunately, blogging tends to take us all away from the things we really need to be doing. I'm guilty, guilty, guilty of that! ;) Like right now, i should start some spring cleaning, since I am now on spring break and have the extra time. But I'll procrastinate.....have a great weekend!