Unstoppable Average Jane

I know nobody cares, but I am feeling rather triumphant about the amount of work I accomplished around the house yesterday.  I’m usually hard pressed to lift a finger when I’m home all day, but the siren call of VH-1 clip shows somehow lost its hold on me long enough that I managed to do the following:

• Cook omelets for breakfast.
• Clean the kitchen.
• Thoroughly clean and deodorize the Litter-Maid cat boxes and the room that contains them.  It was absolutely disgusting, but I made it my first big project, knowing that no other job would be worse.
• Wash, dry and put away numerous loads of laundry.  I’m still not finished, though.
• Discover that my new cotton sheets get really wrinkled in the wash.  Compromise by ironing just the pillowcases (it was the first time I’d ironed a pillowcase since I moved out on my own).
• Go grocery shopping.
• Make chicken fajitas and Spanish rice for lunch.
• Start simmering a pot of stew meat and Great Northern Beans.
• Clean the kitchen again.
• Take down and put away the Christmas tree and other holiday decorations.
• Scrub the bathroom ceiling and walls.  Vow to paint the ceiling and replace the exhaust fan next weekend, even though the ceiling really needs to be re-sheetrocked.
• Clean my dressing room and shred a cache of receipts I’d emptied out of my purse in late summer.
• Rescue 80% of the storage containers I own from Unwanted Leftover Purgatory (a.k.a., the refrigerator and freezer).  This led to my one New Year’s Resolution:  Don’t be so quick to keep leftovers unless you’re pretty sure someone will eat them right away.
• Take out two huge bags of trash and a bin of recyclables.
• Make the stew meat and beans into a big pot of minestrone.
• Fill two storage containers with leftover minestrone (because we will definitely eat it right away).
• Clean the kitchen again.

I truly don’t know where I got the energy for all that, but it’s nice to know that if someone dropped by right now, I could actually invite them in without being ashamed of my house.  Tonight:  back to vegging in front of the TV, I predict.