long damn day...and good news

First, the good news: the Hartz flea spray works. 

But it really has been a long damn day, with much done.  I cleaned the imp's room while he was off in pre-K camp, with the pixie's help.  It wasn't a terrible mess, but took forever because the three and a half year old was helping.  And then, I sent the pixie and imp up to my mom's for the afternoon...and really tore into things.

I cleaned up the pixie's room (twice the mess took half the time to clean up without help).  Then, after lunch, I dug in around Odysseus's chair, while I waited for him to get back.  Then, I had TCA help Odysseus move the couch and my chair, so that I could pull everything out from behind my chair (and, incidentally, out from under the couch). 

I pulled a full bag of trash from around our chairs, and about two dozen toys that had been confiscated out of the middle of a fight, then forgotten.  Oh, and a new boat-neck tank-top sweater I'd made for myself.  That's awaiting a wash. 

After that, we curbed Odysseus's ancient orange wall hugger recliner, and replaced it with a huge, executive chair on a swivel and wheels.  His computer is over there, so...why not?  It's actually more comfortable than the recliner was.

All of that plus vacuuming, plus the flea spray = a much cleaner house, and a much more tired and sore me. 

Tomorrow will see the laundry finished, and the kitchen floor finished.  And the winter clothes re-sorted into Zip-Lock Space Bags, to try and reclaim some storage space.  And the dishes (which have been neglected while we were combating fleas) done.  And some of the gel roach baits set out in a few places through the kitchen.  And...I think that may actually be me caught up.

For a while.