We all do it. You know what I'm talking about. Your daughter (or son) says, "Mom, can I have some apple juice?" So you go into the kitchen (after coercing a 'please' out of them, of course) to get the juice. On the way, there's a piece of trash on the floor. Probably left by one of the kids...or your husband. Bending over to pick it up and toss it in the trash, you mutter to yourself, "Why can't they just throw things away?" What was I doing? Oh yeah...apple juice. Cup from the cupboard. Check. Apple juice from the fridge. Check. Oh wait. Those leftovers are growing fur. Let's toss those out. Might as well rinse out the dish and put it in the dishwa... wait, I can't. It's full of clean dishes. Ok, time to empty the dishwasher. Done. And now I can fill it back up with dirty dishes. Crap...I spilled water on the floor. Should I mop? Nah, I'd have to sweep, too. I'll do that tomorrow. BUZZ. The clothes are dry. So I get them out of the dryer to fold. Now let's put another load in the wash...
"MOM! Where's my apple juice?!"
"Coming!" I say.
I sure got a lot done this evening. :)
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