Housework Is A Pain In The Neck..For Real.

A totally unrelated photo of a chubby cheeked Kate. 

Saturday morning I woke with the motivation to get things done. The house had been torn apart the night before because birthday's do that to houses. Barbies had been torn from their cardboard homes, wrapping paper shreds littered the dining room floor and living room and kitchen. Dishes...ugh to the overflowing dishes. The list was long and included air filter vacuuming so that our house wouldn't be 80 degrees sweltering in September. Did you know that if you are uncoordinated enough you can actually injure your self in a very real way while trying to extract an air filter? If a Costco sized package of light bulbs hinders your filter removal and you lift it out of the way while bending to the side...your neck muscles will attack you and your shoulder will jolt and you will drop the package of light bulbs and sit backwards on to a drain that you had never really noticed before but now that you are sitting on it, feel like swearing at it's damp and rusty location. It hurt, but I finished vacuuming that stupid filter then nursed my throbbing neck with ice packs and Jane Austen. Well...and Avatar The Last Airbender. I think I'm more into that show than the kids, that's some good cartoon TV.