Housework vs Health...

My health has been less than fantastic over the last two days (and it was a huge weekend - my birthday on the Friday, another wedding on Saturday AND my wedding anniversary on Sunday... seriously, the timing of this really sucks) and apart from knowing that I felt like crap, the state of my house was a prime indicator of this fact as well. Thank God we didn't have any visitors.

After a night of feverish sweats and a throat so sore I could barely swallow, I spent most of yesterday on the couch sleeping. I made a half-hearted attempt to clean up before The Provider told me to leave it (I didn't need much persuading, let me tell you). Dinner was literally what we could find in the freezer and then I staggered to my bed early with two panadol.  I don't remember much after that.


A new day and the start of another school/working week began with dishes piled up high in the sink, dirty washing attempting to sneak out of the laundry door and all manner of detritus littering every flat surface in the house. It was enough to make me want to go back to bed! The Blokes Wot Live Here had obviously been flat out doing everything BUT cleaning up. How hard is it to put all the empty plastic bottles/cans/glass bottles in the recycling bin? Or empty the rubbish bin? Or unpack the dishwasher? Honestly.


I'm now back from the doctor's, antibiotics in hand and have started the first of many loads of washing for the day. It's just as well I don't get sick very often, you know. Life as they know it would change very, VERY quickly. However, the sun is out at long bloody last and there's a good chance the washing might actually dry before days end. So that's a plus. I'm all about looking for the upside right now -- I'll need it to get me through the massive amount of work I have to do here today!


What did you do over the weekend? And how's the weather at your place?