A package arrived today and I handed it off to Marcus on my way to the kitchen to wash dishes. I was up to my elbows in suds when he stomped into the kitchen, glaring at me. “Mom, I do not _want_ to learn [amazon asin=”0440445450″]how to eat fried worms[/amazon]!”
Thing Fling: The Living Room
### Discarded
# The box from my roper boots.
# The box from Mom’s latest L.L. Bean shopping spree. (Thanks, Mom! The PJs are adorable.)
# One worn sandal whose mate has been missing for 2 years.
# An empty shipping box from the kids’ software package.
# A Costco receipt.
# An issue of _Popular Science_.
# An empty 10# can that was being saved for some art project that never happened.
Final score: 7.
The Wire Baker’s Rack In The Kitchen
### Found
* Too much Gladware.
* Six boxes of Jiffy corn muffin mix.
* A purple mitten.
### Discarded
* {1/2} cup of cake flour in a huge box.
* A square of baker’s chocolate with a Rebecca-sized bite taken out of it.
* A mostly-empty bag of sticky rice.
### Left for later
* A purple storage container full of beading supplies. (MC, any interest?)
* Cleaning the microwave.
The Boxes Near The Front Door
So, after a busy morning of going to the courthouse to take care of paperwork and fixing lunch with no bread in the house (must bake bread, and soon) and taking Rebecca to gymnastics and finishing up the day’s lessons, I finally settled down by the front door and did a preliminary sweep through the boxes stacked next to it.
### Found
* A school-aged children census form from May (but it doesn’t count, because I did ask them to resend it and they never did).
* A Queen CD.
* The One Ring (again).
### Discarded
* One bag full of ripped up credit card applications.
* Two feathers from my feather duster.
* Three BH&G magazines full of space-saving ideas for houses that are three times the size of mine.
### Left for later
* Six inches of paperwork (still in envelopes) that needs to be filed later this evening.
The Floor Of The Southeast Corner Of The Living Room
Matthew and the kids are outside finishing the shed while I’m dealing with the house. Last night I baked cinnamon rolls so that there was something for breakfast other than toast; alas, they tend to evaporate rather quickly with the kids.
### Found
* Origami paper.
* A million Bic black pens.
* A pair of moccasins, size 11.
* A tin whistle and a wooden fife.
* An Elm manual.
* Ten pes{o~}s.
* A collection of Matthew’s 5{1/4}” floppy disks, including such classic titles as Bankstreet Writer.
### Discarded
* An “under construction” sign.
* Two bags of paper trash.
* A jingle bell, minus the jingle.
### Rendered accessible
* The DVD/CD cases.
* The bookshelves.
* The floor.
The Green Bins In The Living Room
### Found
* A book of songs belonging to Matthew’s mother.
* IRS forms from the 2004 tax year.
* Assorted CD/DVDs.
### Discarded
* Two bags of assorted garbage, primarily paper and broken crayons.
### Left for later
* One blue box of pens, etc.
And What’s More
My arms hurt. Both of them.
BIGGER BALL OF SUCK.