4 things i've learned in the past 45 minutes or so

1. i am an exceedingly bad omelet maker... i just made the ugliest omelet i've ever seen
2. ugly omelets still taste fairly good
3. i don't need to make as many hashbrowns as i do for kyle and i if it's only me eating
4. i hate big messes...

i do not profess to be any sort of amazing housekeeper. for those of you who knew me in my youth and saw the state of my bedroom, it may surprise you that messes bother me... but here's the thing. i tidy. i like to tidy. i like it when everything has it's nice little place and all i have to do is put it there. i find it very satisfying to wake up and make the bed and throw a couple of socks in a laundry hamper and hang up a sweater and be done. i've been very proud of myself the past couple weeks as i've made a point to at least make my bed and wash the dishes before doing anything else (or before leaving the house, at least). i like housekeeping this way. when you do a minimum of work on a regular basis and everything looks good. but as soon as things get worse, i'm toast.

today our kitchen is a mess. not a hideous, horrible, moldy, drippy, crusty mess. just messy. dirty dishes, cupboards open... a mess that comes from only one evening of neglect. one dinner. pasta. not even a terribly messy dinner. but because of these dishes, i've been avoiding the kitchen all day. it's the only thing i've really planned to do for the day, cleaning the kitchen, and it's 2:30pm and i've barely touched it. it overwhelms me. so all day i've been walking past the kitchen and instead of picking up a dish rag and putting on my gloves, to do a job that i know logically would only take me half an hour, i retreat to a different room to knit (i find comfort in the simplicity and organization of 42 soft, grey stitches waiting to become a hat) or i decided that now is the ideal time to break my month-long blogging hiatus. i don't really have anything worthwhile or interesting to say, but i'll post it anyway. just to avoid my kitchen...