Tuesday, April 24, 2012

A to Z 2012~~~U is for~I Give UP!

                               ~You've got to know when to hold 'em
                           Know when to fold 'em
                           Know when to walk away
                           Know when to run...~

Kenny Rogers had it right. You gotta know when to call it quits.

I'm not a quitter. I don't like to say the words "I GIVE UP".

I will try and try to get it right...and usually a good outcome will be the result.

But sometimes....

            No matter hard hard ya try...

                  There comes a time when you just have to throw in that towel and say Que sera sera.

                    and in my case the fat lady has sung.

After the kids went off to school I went into their rooms and ...

I went into office and.......

I went into the kitchen and......

and the straw that broke the camels back... the play room downstairs....

 I clean one end of the house just to find that what I thought was clean at the other end is now a mess.

I'm done. I'm hangin' up the Windex bottle and duster; I'm putting away the dustpan and broom...I'm unplugging the vacuum.

There's a tent that we have never used...

I'm going to set it up in the back yard and take up residence there.

I'll bring my books,

         some magazines

           my Ipod nano

            my comfy pillow

                I'll run a extension cord so that I can plug in a hot plate and use the BBQ grill for din din.

It'll be great.

    It'll be clean!

and any of my blogging buds can come and hang out here too. We can start a trend...in no time there will be millions of us moms putting up backyard residences all over the nation.

Who is with me???!!

OK OK, back to work. I'll need the broom, duster, Windex and a grenade...

                          Just kidding....about the broom.


  1. It sounded good until I thought about running water and toilets...then...not so much.

  2. LOL!! I guess you know that with family you never are able to have all of the rooms clean at one time. The kids do grow up so fast. Just enjoy the chaos while you can.

  3. I tried that thing called camping when I was young and it didn't go over well with me. NOW if could find a lovely MIL cottage to put in the back yard I may just go hide there ... lol. HECK some days the fort on the top of the kids swing set. I wish I could fit my behind threw that little doorway.

  4. My crime is not hardly cleaning or dusting at all because of blogging!

  5. Ha! I don't even have kids and I can't keep up with the cleaning my house. :-(

  6. As I look at my herd of dust bunnies, I agree with Ginny.

  7. i'm with you i'll bring snacks

  8. HA HA! I feel this way every time I clean and there are only two of us in the house. I feel like, if he is out of my way for a few hours, the house might be clean for ...until he comes back :) But the payoff is worth it. Life is short

  9. Oh am so with you on this one, when are you pitching that tent??

  10. It is amazing (in a very bad way) how much mess just one kid can make in just one hour (or minute). I'm sorry. I'll forward some gr--, er windex. Wink.


  11. I have had to accept a new "clean" since the kids are here all the time. :)

  12. the only house work, i don't mind is laundry and dishes---hang in there:)

  13. I'm with ya! I'll put my tent next to yours. We can use my kids walkie-talkies instead of phones and the iPad for TV. Thanks Netflix!

    From Diary of a Writer in Progress

  14. I moan about other peoples mess but actually *blush* I'm pretty untidy too. But my messiness is NICE messiness of course.

  15. Count me in!! I'll bring chicken salad!

    Love your blog

  16. hah, I found myself thinking throughout the entire post...NO, you can't give up! ...housework is well, I say it doesn't matter then I get so tired of the house being dirty and I do a clean sweep! Just do what I can...

  17. Oh, I don't know how I missed this post, but I absolutely could relate! Especially as I'm sitting here right now, telling myself to get up and clean, but I'd rather write a post and catch up on my blogging friends! You got me! We have a tent, too. In fact it's a two room, so I could have a parlor!

    I have no decent excuse anymore, as the girls aren't even home, yet I've sadly discovered I'm my own worst enemy. Gasp, the clutter is mine!


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