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Selling your house makes you do weird things. Or at least, selling my house makes me do weird things. Yesterday, I cleaned my oven. Ok, so it's self-cleaning, but I had to clean the door and scrape the piles of burned cheese off the bottom, and then I had to sit in my house and sweat. Maybe a 95-degree day with a heat index of a million and twelve was not the best day to jack the oven up to 600 degrees and open all the doors to clear the fumes. And then, as if that wasn't bad enough, I scrubbed the oven racks with a scouring pad.

I've learned that maybe an oven ought to be cleaned more than every five years. At least, I'm assuming the previous owners cleaned it before we moved in, I'd certainly never done it before.

Also, Mia is suddenly very two. All I hear from her all day long is "No Mama! No help! Do all by self!" This is moderately ok when she is insisting on dressing herself, which she can basically do provided you have an hour or more to wait while she works it out. It is less acceptable when she wants to buckle her own carseat, which she is not yet strong enough to do, and you spend half an hour sitting in a roastingly hot car before breaking down and doing it yourself just accepting that she's going to scream her head off all the way home. Which she did, thankfully it was a short drive.

Today, I'm cleaning the fridge and freezer, which at least will be cooler than the oven, but which unfortunately is Beth-cleaning rather than self-cleaning. After that, I'll be spending my time packing up all the piddly little crap that you don't know what to do with so it ends up in a box marked, helpfully, "Misc." and turns out to contain three critical things that you can't find for months. Gosh, moving is fun.

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I have a 2.6 year old who is also very independant. We finally compromised on the carseat -- she does the top part and I do the bottom (which she isn't strong enough to do.) And she's knows she's supposed to get her arms through the straps as soon as she sits down. Gives her a little resposibility and saves me a headache.

It is suppose to be even hotter today than yesterday, so the fridge and freezer should seem like heaven compared to the oven.

Oh God. You are so far ahead of me. My house is a freaking pig sty and I move the same day. I took 2 full loads yesterday of small stuff and it hasn't made a dent at all.

Sympathies on both the car seat and the Misc. Box.
I now refuse to wait for Button to "do it all by self." When she starts fussing about it, I say "No. I'm going to do it but you can help." Sometimes she's cool with that and sometimes she starts screaming, but I can handle screaming while the air conditioner is going better than I can handle 30 minutes waiting in the heat for her to figure it out.
We already have a Misc. box and we haven't even started packing yet. Be afraid, be very afraid.

Isn't it amazing the stuff you'll clean for strangers (the new buyers) that you never did for yourself? What's up with that???

Oven, fridge and freezer cleaning? More fun that humans should be allowed to have.

Yeah, we're just going to spackle when we take down the pictures and flush the toilets. The other stuff is the new owner's problem.

Your Misc box was the one I labeled junk when we moved. My husband made a junk drawer in the kitchen and it seemed to grow over time. Then when we moved it all went into the box with all the other stuff I didn't know what to do with. Now that we have a garage that box went out there and is no more. It sat out there the whole winter and when it got warm we sorted it all out. That's what happens when you move in October.

Your Misc box was the one I labeled junk when we moved. My husband made a junk drawer in the kitchen and it seemed to grow over time. Then when we moved it all went into the box with all the other stuff I didn't know what to do with. Now that we have a garage that box went out there and is no more. It sat out there the whole winter and when it got warm we sorted it all out. That's what happens when you move in October.

Nah, that's your not so hidden insecure side making an appearance. Heaven forbid the house you're leaving should be less than pristine. The owners might talk! I'm teasing, but it's sort of true. We don't want people saying we left the house dirty. Funny how the places I've moved INTO have never been clean enough. And yes, I've talked sh*t about the previous tenants. So, happy cleaning! You know you'll be cleaning the new place as you move in...lol.

Every single day I look at the fridge and say I'm going to clean it. Tomorrow's always a good day though.

My two year old, Allie, is obsessed with attempting to buckle her carseat. We won't even mention the frustration of waiting fifty-eight days for a grumpy two year old to put her "own cwose on!!"

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