Monday, December 21, 2009

Guilt: it's not just for mothers anymore

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This blog is pretty effective at its main job: using guilt and accountability to get me out of the chair and exercising. I wonder if I can extend this useful tool into other areas. Would it help if I publicly announced that I need to clean my kitchen? Or would you all immediately feel shamed at reading the blog of a bum who doesn't even clean up properly for heavens sake what is this world coming to?

Let's see what happens, shall we?
Anti-bum campaign attack plan du jour: To get that kitchen floor so clean that the dog can't eat her dinner off it. (Okay, she never actually has eaten dinner off the kitchen floor, but she keeps sniffing it in a hopeful manner.)

Exercise du jour: Walk 2 hours, yoga 30 minutes. Does cleaning a floor count as exercise? Hell, why not. Let's throw that into the mix too.
Both an exercise and a cleaning fail. Decided to get food poisoning instead. You want to know what's really sick? No, besides me. I'm seeing the illness as a plus, since I lost 1-1/2 pounds because of it. I'm hoping to keep the weight loss until weigh-in tomorrow. Yes, I do realize my values are a bit twisted here.


Tricia said...

It actually made me think, "Glad I'm not the only one who doesn't always have a spotless kitchen."


Gigi said...

I threw the snowball, Hugh. Does pretending at running away from Hugh Jackman count as exercise? I think so.

Good luck with the kitchen floor. Hope you don't need a scraper and a flame thrower like I did.

Shelley said...

Isn't that WHY we have dogs, so we don't have to clean our kitchen floors? (I know, I'm not helping, am I?)

messymimi said...

As Snoopy once observed, "Anything that falls on the floor is legally mine."

I try to keep my kitchen as clean as possible, even so far as bleaching the counters daily to make sure I feel good about cooking for friends and family alike, but I've given up on keeping floors that clean. Too many little kitty feet on it (and muddy kid feet, and heaven only knows when they got so huge teenager feet too, for that matter).

The Merry said...

Hmmm... looks like I'm in good company re: my Kitchen Floor issues.

And Gigi? Hands off Hugh, woman! He's mine, mine I tell you! Grrr...

McB said...

This is why I have a darker, brick red kitchen floor. Hardly anything shows.

I'm sorry to hear you were sick. What, were you testing the "eat off the floor" thing?

The Merry said...

McB, I will never, never, never go near the bbq ribs at Fred Meyers again. Ever.
So this was a good experience to go through. Probably.