Caught in the Act

With today’s “hot iron” task being the bathrooms, I had to share this story that happened a few months ago.

I don’t know about you, but the bathroom is the worst part of cleaning my house. It is a chore that I dread. There are only two, but one of them is primarily occupied by a 3 year old boy who is potty trained, but cannot seem to be able to hit that target all the time; especially if he waited a little too long to go.

And so, in true Real Mommy fashion I decided that I needed to make this task more fun and something that I didn’t dread. While the kids were napping, I put my headphones on, plugged in my Ipod, and set up the monitor. I wouldn’t be able to hear them, but I would be able to see the noise across the sensor bars.

If I insist on confessing, let’s make sure I don’t leave out any telling details. I always wear my scrubby clothes while doing this and this day was no different. I had on a tank top and my favorite maternity workout pants. (Yes, the ones that I threw away.) I even had on rubber cleaning gloves up to my elbows. The Potty Princess.

I was listening to the Pussycat Dolls song “Don’t Cha.” And of course, if the music is going to be really loud, I am going to be dancing and singing. I can’t help it. I am sure that you can just picture this in your head. I was actually having a pretty good time. I was singing away and somehow, cleaning the toilet just didn’t seem that bad.

The bad part: I didn’t notice that husband had come home from work for lunch. With the headphones on and the music turned up, I didn’t hear the garage door, him quietly calling me, or the sound of him cracking up behind me. I have no idea how long he was standing there and to this day, he won’t admit how much he saw. Did he see me swaying my hips as I used the scrub brush on the toilet? How about me dancing with the Clorox mop?

I have to admit, this incident has not kept me from cleaning the bathroom this way. Even today, I got out the Ipod, put on the Pussycat Dolls, and turned the volume up. But today, I locked all the doors to the house before I got started.


missmaggie said...

I literally laughed out loud. Ahhh...the joys of living alone. :)

Anonymous said...

You can't help but dance and sing to the Pussycat Dolls! I want to download some PD on my Ipod, but "M" is already afraid that "G" is going to be a "hip hopper" because I have a bunch of Justin Timberlake songs. I usually dance (and sing) for "G" and was just wondering what "M" would think if he walked in on my funky moves and my made-up songs. :) Keep in mind that if you always have that much fun cleaning your house will be spick 'n span in no time. Happy cleaning!

This Real Mommy said...

Hey thanks for telling me that! It makes me feel normal. :)

Joyce said...

Oops I listed my hot iron on yesterdays. I completed it. I love to listen and dance to music when I am cleaning too.