So I finally got a call from the endocrinologist’s office– appointment this week to meet with them, probably will be sent to do a blood draw. Or have one done to me . . . I could undoubtedly get a blood sample from myself but it wouldn’t be pleasant. Things are moving along, at least. The kids said “Good, because you’re getting so nervous we’re afraid you’re going to snap.” Ah, the honesty and forthrightness of them . . . .
We actually got a lot of things done over the weekend– finished the second coat of paint in my oldest daughter’s new room, moved some of her furniture in there, and painted the master bathroom shelves and papered them. Sorted out the linen closets and threw away the rattiest linens. Everything looks nice and orderly in all of them now. Not that I’m kidding myself that it will stay that way without a lot of effort. Keeping the house clean requires quite a bit of effort all around, something I am trying desperately to teach everyone. You simply can’t clean a room once and then leave it alone for a week. You have to pick up the trash and laundry and toys on a daily basis . . . but they are not yet sold on the idea.
It’s already a lot nicer around here, though, even with all the miscellaneous junk piled in the master bedroom and in the gameroom. I’m sorting through all of that and will (eventually) get it all put away, but the house smells better, looks better, and works better . . . in the refurbished areas, anyway. The Kingdom of Chaos is not actually chaotic– I was able to clean up in there in about five minutes, just by Hoovering the carpet and picking up a few toys, plus wiping down the surfaces with antibacterial cleaner. That’s a huge difference from the overly-crowded nursery they were living in last month– cleaning that jam-packed space was pretty much impossible.
Things are getting better. Just keeping my fingers crossed that they will continue to do so.