Catching my breath…. puff, puff, puff

Since I’m home alone (at last!) today, I’m trying to work on my bedroom, specifically, getting some of the floor picked up in front of my husband’s dresser so he can put his clothes in it. He’s got three  baskets full of clean stuff that hasn’t been put away  because, frankly, there’s too much junk in our bedroom! Too much from both of us; I’m as much to blame for this condition as he is.
Laundry, laundry, laundry! That’s the big thing. I’ve got a load in the washer, one in the dryer, and I’ve folded and sorted three from preceding days. But with this cleaning thing, I’ve got a lot more to do! Between that and the basketball game this afternoon, I’ll be lucky to get any writing done at all. (Besides my blog, that is.)
Well, I’d better copy this to the live journal, then grab some water and get back to work. Lots and lots still to do. Back later if the muse moves.