This Is Multi-tasking
On house cleaning days (once a month or so, and I make no apologies. If you want to visit, I will send you an invitation to drop by on the two days a month when you can get through the front door.)
On those rare days, I usually start with a cup of coffee or two. In the kitchen I spray cleaner (baking soda and vinegar) on the stove top, and let that sit. Run a sink full of hot soapy water and wander around to find all of the dirty dishes, the tablespoons that were perfect for something I was doing in the garden, cups and bowls I left in the bedroom.
While I'm in the garden, I may need to water a few plants or pick a few weeds, or notice that the seedlings are big enough to be planted, so I do those things.
Back in the house, clothes covered with dirt, I decide to put in a load of laundry. No point in letting dirt sit on clothes.
I pass the kitchen, drop the laundry on the floor, do a few dishes, decide it is time for lunch, go to the stove and remember that I sprayed it. Maybe I will clean it now, maybe I'll have a salad for lunch and clean it later.
After lunch and my busy and activity packed morning, I feel the need to take a nap. Just a quick look at my emails first. I see one from you. You have accepted my invitation and will arrive at 7pm for dinner. When? O my goodness, you are coming tonight. These are the times I miss living in New York.
When you invite someone for dinner in Garden Acres, Central Valley, California, United States, and both you and they are vegans, you will be cooking and serving at home. No little corner deli to pick up salad makings from and certainly you do not text your guests and tell them to meet you at the charming new vegetarian restaurant that just opened in Brooklyn. In Garden Acres, my Brooklyn is Stockton, Lodi, Modesto or Tracy. (Love y'all, Central Valley towns.)
I am so off this thing and into that kitchen. No nap today. I am multi-tasking, double time. (Just tripped over a sock, my ankle looks like it is okay.)
On those rare days, I usually start with a cup of coffee or two. In the kitchen I spray cleaner (baking soda and vinegar) on the stove top, and let that sit. Run a sink full of hot soapy water and wander around to find all of the dirty dishes, the tablespoons that were perfect for something I was doing in the garden, cups and bowls I left in the bedroom.
While I'm in the garden, I may need to water a few plants or pick a few weeds, or notice that the seedlings are big enough to be planted, so I do those things.
Back in the house, clothes covered with dirt, I decide to put in a load of laundry. No point in letting dirt sit on clothes.
I pass the kitchen, drop the laundry on the floor, do a few dishes, decide it is time for lunch, go to the stove and remember that I sprayed it. Maybe I will clean it now, maybe I'll have a salad for lunch and clean it later.
After lunch and my busy and activity packed morning, I feel the need to take a nap. Just a quick look at my emails first. I see one from you. You have accepted my invitation and will arrive at 7pm for dinner. When? O my goodness, you are coming tonight. These are the times I miss living in New York.
When you invite someone for dinner in Garden Acres, Central Valley, California, United States, and both you and they are vegans, you will be cooking and serving at home. No little corner deli to pick up salad makings from and certainly you do not text your guests and tell them to meet you at the charming new vegetarian restaurant that just opened in Brooklyn. In Garden Acres, my Brooklyn is Stockton, Lodi, Modesto or Tracy. (Love y'all, Central Valley towns.)
I am so off this thing and into that kitchen. No nap today. I am multi-tasking, double time. (Just tripped over a sock, my ankle looks like it is okay.)
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