I'm sorry to hear about Frankenbuddha. I never met him in person, but I was always happy to see his pixels on the board.

It's amazing what even basic vacuuming will do for a room.

I would give up a long list of items before my cleaning person. Every week when she thanks me as she leaves I try and express to her that I am the grateful one. I just suck at doing it myself. Whenever we talk about cutting back or budgeting the notion of stopping that just can't be considered.

I would give up a long list of items before my cleaning person. Every week when she thanks me as she leaves I try and express to her that I am the grateful one. I just suck at doing it myself. Whenever we talk about cutting back or budgeting the notion of stopping that just can't be considered.

Yep.

I guess I only met Frank at the Atlanta F2F. Seems like I saw him more than that. Had lots of good talks with him here, certainly. It's one thing to not see someone for s while and not now when you might again but altogether worse to know you won't again. Very sad.

I have had enough of my friends dying, can that just stop please?

I think I have seen sheets labeled as extra deep, but they might just all be now. I e struggled to put on fitted sheets that are just skoch too small (probably because they shrank) and I'll take the too big.

BTW, I went to a vinyasa yoga class this morning which kicked my ass BUT I have not been dizzy since. So that's nice.

It's taken me a long time to realize that my time and effort are worth money, especially when it comes to getting things delivered. It is not a moral victory to inflict pain on myself hauling heavy groceries up the stairs. And as much as my FauxSon wants to help me, I hate making him carve out time and effort in his own stressful life to haul things for me.

Is it bourgeois of me to comfort myself with the idea that I'm giving work to the people who deliver things? It feels so damned pretentious.

It's amazing what even basic vacuuming will do for a room.

I hope I don't die soon, because other people will have to see the state of my apartment right now.

My biggest bursts of cleaning energy happen in the couple hours before C gets here so that she will have a chance.

Is it bourgeois of me to comfort myself with the idea that I'm giving work to the people who deliver things? It feels so damned pretentious.

It's not pretentious -- the people who deliver things, along with housecleaners, restaurant staff, etc., are earning a living because other people think the services they provide are worth the money. It's worth it to you to pay for grocery delivery, so you get groceries without injuring yourself, the delivery person earns money, and it's all good.

I like the phrase "sometimes the cheapest way to pay is with money." Meaning, yes, you could lug your groceries up the stairs, but, like you said, you could cause yourself pain/injury. That's a far greater cost to you than paying for grocery delivery.

I am a slattern.

Me too. The black cat rolled on the rug to be petted, and stood up covered in schmutz. I really need to vacuum. I hate doing housework. Ironically, the house is too much of a mess to hire someone to clean it.

Is it bourgeois of me to comfort myself with the idea that I'm giving work to the people who deliver things?

I recently discovered that Wegman's delivers to my area, and I haven't been to the grocery store since. Will I pay an extra $5-$10 to not have to spend an hour dealing with the grocery store? Heck yes I will. And I always tip, and I have no guilt.

Fear not, it will be balanced by people like me who LOVE going to the grocery store and can't imagine ordering groceries online. I'll occasionally buy something edible off amazon if it's something I can't easily get at the grocery store (specific flavors or brands or something) but I love grocery shopping!

I also fold laundry. But I don't put it away. And I'm the worst at taking out the trash.