Menopausal furnace

Finally a day off! I think I might enjoy sleeping in and read a book, maybe even indulge in some tv... hahahahaha just kidding I have kids!

I woke up to a freezing house because the furnace we had serviced less then two months ago has decided it is going through menopause and only works during hot flashes. After some troubleshooting and many frazzled calls to my dad we decided it would be best to call in the professionals. Of course this means there are actual human people coming to my house so I better actually put on a bra and at least clean up the dishes from last nights dinner.

My attempt to do a quick load of dishes was immediately derailed when I discovered our lifetime supply of dish soap from Costco had run out. FML! Ok Whatever I can hide the dirty dishes in the dishwasher for now. Oh wait, just kidding, the dishwasher is full of bathtub toys from the poop incident. This means two things; 1. The dishwasher is full and i will have to leave the dishes in the sink meaning I had better attempt to balance that mess by wiping down the high chairs. 2. I would have discovered our dish soap crisis sooner if I hadn't been to lazy to turn on the dishwasher.

Alright fine on to the high chairs. I started to wipe them down and realized they were pretty crusty and probably could use a good soak in the tub. This was a mistake on so many levels. First off it made Isaac cry, "Mom my heart is sad. It is crying mom. My high chair went away." Um ok cool, I had no idea that he was emotionally attached to the high chair that is clearly his surrogate mother as he is so neglected. Also this lead to discovering the grossness underneath the chairs. They are the booster kind that attach to real chairs. How does so much crap get under there? When did they stick toys in there? How did they get so many stickers? Now I was stuck cleaning the chairs which led to the floors needing swept. Once the crumbs and dust were swept away I could see how many sticky spots were on the floor and was forced to wash it. This is always a terrible idea because Isaac thinks it is hilarious to run through the freshly washed spots and leave his sticky foot prints. This always leads to me washing in circles and finally giving up leaving the floor always looking unwashed. Is 1030 to early for wine?