Spring in the House

It almost looks like a Christmas card, doesn't it? Don't be fooled though, it's "Spring in Idaho," the musical.

I can't even get on Facebook right now for all the complaining about the snow in spring.

And it's not like this doesn't happen every year.

Idaho likes to tease us with beautiful spring days and then WHAM! You can't handle the Spring! Take some blizzard.

Honestly, it doesn't bother me a bit because I'm an inside girl and I have plans for my spring break. Not normal person plans, but plans.

Because I like to start things off on an ugly foot, I kicked off my Spring break with a little food poisoning via Fish Taco. Let me tell you what a special treat that was. I'll spare you the gory details, let's just say that now I'm really in the mood to Spring clean.

And if you know me at all, you know that it's going to start with a list. A four page list lined out in excruciating detail. A list that I have no hopes of finishing in one week, and maybe not even throwing in summer vacation to boot. Still, it's good to have goals.

Very possibly, if past experience can be any indication of future success, I'll make it a third of the way down the first page, throw myself on the couch and say, "I don't wanna."

It might happen. I just like to be realistic about these things.

I got myself off to a good start though and tackled my possibly never cleaned in the six or so years of ownership oven. I followed the instructions on one of the pins on my "Keeping House" Pinterest board and even cleaned between the glass. I'm pretty proud of myself.

 

One of the benefits of having the kids on Spring break with me is that they can help. Stinkerbell gets all the jobs in tight spaces. I'm pretty sure I could not sit in that very spot and clean with such precision as she is demonstrating.

Before the week is out I'm going to send her into one of my corner cupboards to excavate. The only drawback to using her is she is so OCD that she wants to pick everything up with a kleenex. She tried it for this job, and I gave her my angry eyebrows with firm instructions to "Suck it up, Princess."

Besides massive cleaning projects this week, we have grand plans to redecorate Stinkerbell's room. Somewhere along the way, despite my attempts at nurture over nature, the Stink has developed an aversion to pink and all things girlie. It is with great sadness that I am painting over the painstakingly stenciled flowers this week.

 

It is with great joy that Stink paints over the last of the pink.

On second thought, that blue is sort of a Cinderella Blue, isn't it? Not that I like Cinderella, but I'm grasping at straws here.

 

Anyway, this part is done, but we have so much more to do. I plan to pop in here every day this week with updates along the way.

Stay tuned.