Making More Time For Laundry (and other such boring things)

We never made it to the dentist. Traffic kept us from being able to make it through the pass, so we were stuck at home. How "Little House On The Prairie" does that sound? Except the traffic part. Anyway, I had to reschedule.

Now I have time to dive into the Kilimanjaro sized pile of laundry that needs to be folded. Ugh... I've been avoiding it, which is pretty easy if you put your mind to it. I've easily devised a way to get out of all housework...blogging! When that is no longer effective...vlogging! I seriously need to put myself on a blog limit. One can easily get consumed with networking (or sitting around and wasting time gabbing with other women, as my husband puts it,) and posting stuff on blogs. I'm sure you can all relate.

Last night, Daniel asked, "Are you on the computer a lot during the day?" I assumed that telling him that my laptop goes to the bathroom with me, would not make me look good. So I danced around a direct answer, "Ummm...how much is A LOT?" He just shot me a "Don't be a smart ass" look. I gave a vaguely specific answer that would neither incriminate nor justify my blogging obsession, "Well, it depends on the day." I knew he was not liking my answers. "You are obsessed!" I laughed, "I prefer to call it DRIVEN!" So we agreed to set a schedule and are going to do so tonight. I'm wondering if this means that I get to put a time limit on his obsession with television viewing? After all...fair is fair, right? I plan to suggest that we both fold laundry instead. That idea should last about a week before he's back in front of the TV and I the laptop!

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