February 9

Give a girl a thirty day cleaning challenge, and she's bound to... decide she needs a career change? 

Driving home from work today I had this sudden impulse that really, what I ought to be doing with my time is to be a Lactation Consultant.  I felt it, with great certainty. 

Not quite sure where this all came from.  I mean, it wasn't even a bad day at school.  But the more I think about it, the more I think, "Why not?"  Why not be working towards something that I think would be a fulfilling option for my future?

Um, I don't know, Amanda.  Maybe your complete lack of time, money, or energy to take on anything new?


Nah.  That's nothing.


When not researching requirements for Lactation Consultant certification, I cleaned the cupboard that holds our kitchen trash can (which really ought to be done more often, let me tell you) and also Ivy's nursery glider.  The latter was prompted by Ivy peeing on said glider when we briefly left her in her room, "nakey" at her request.  Need to get that girl potty trained.


No haiku today.  I think I am aiming for more of a haiku-every-3-or-4-days-or-so than a haiku-a-day this month. That's just going to have to be OK.

My Dyson might come tomorrow.  Just wait til this weekend.  A great furor of cleaning shall descend upon this house. 

Just in time for us to cover it in glitter on Sunday...