An Experiment: 90 Minutes

Whew.

I spent 90% of my day on the couch, drifting from awake to asleep. I don't know if it is because I've been staying up late the last few nights, or maybe because of drinking night before last, or just a mood swing, but my motivation was 0.

Around 3pm, I 'woke' up fairly coherently and realized I had wasted an entire day doing absolutely nothing. Totally disgusted with myself, I decided to do an experiment.

I set the timer for 60 minutes and got to work. I worked hard-core, non-stop, as fast as I could. And I wrote down every single thing I did. Then, when that timer went off, I was still going, and added another 30 minutes.

Here's what I did in 90 minutes:

• Took out the trash
• Unloaded the dishwasher
• Started a load of laundry
• Started a new load of dishes
• Hand-washed 4 skillets, 2 bowls, the crockpot, 10 of our best knives that I refuse to dishwash
• Swept the kitchen
• Fed the girls spaghetti
• Scrubbed the stovetop and counters
• Wiped down the fridge, dishwasher, wall behind the crockpot
• Cleared the microwave table and scrubbed it
• Washed the cast iron skillet
• Picked up the bathroom and swept
• Cleaned the bathroom counter, sink, toilet
• Picked up Morri's room (with her help! yay!), vacuumed
• Switched the laundry, folded the dry load, and put it all away
• Picked up the dining room (but haven't vacuumed yet)

It's funny because looking at it now, it seems like such a short list, but really, it's a lot. I'm sure anyone who cleans houses, stays with their kids, etc. etc. knows it's really a HUGE amount of stuff.

But! I feel as if I have atoned for my morning of sloth. I feel like overall it has been a productive day, and I am no longer disgusted with myself.

Kudos!