Things I am Working On This Month

• Being a good Sunday school teacher (this is an ongoing process. Most weeks this translates into "Just don't slap anyone")


• Getting the official outline down on paper for my next book


• A public art installation. This will be my first one in a decade. I am not nervous in the slightest bit, which makes me question if I am normal.


• Developing an Android App.


• Writing a paper.


• Marketing ideas for this blog, or if it is even worth marketing this blog (no ads = no revenue, so why market?)


• Contemplating moving this blog to a platform that would allow me to slap ads all over everything and GOUGE GOUGE GOUGE your eyes for my profit.


• Making a coffee table out of scrap wood that has been sanded and polished up and books.


• Buying a scanner so I can scan in my sketches for my super awesome book-coffee-table.

Instead, here is a generic picture that is (almost) what I am talking about:



Also, I wrote down a checklist for all the chores I have to do to have my house to a "Beth Level" or "Code Red" level of clean.

"Beth Level" and "Code Red" are levels of clean that Eric and I use to distinguish how clean the house needs to be for a certain event. "Beth Level" is named after our friend Beth (not her real name, fwiw) who was/is the cleanest person. Ever. On the planet.

Here are our levels, in descending order:

Beth Level - Hospital Clean. Or the Pope is coming to dinner clean.

Parent's Level - No trash lying about, one glass or two in the sink, everything picked up and clean.

Normal Level - Sink with some dishes, some laundry in the hamper, garbage half-way full, normal living conditions.

H-Bomb - Appropriate for one day, but the house needs to be cleaned soon.

Cats - This refers to the smell a really gross house has where it smells like litter box even though you do not own any cats. DON'T ACT LIKE YOUR HOUSE HASN'T GOTTEN TO THIS POINT TOO.

Anyway, so I write down all of these chores, and then I write down how much time I think I spend doing each of these chores. And I figure out that it takes one person cleaning five and a half hours to get my place to a Beth level of clean. Thank goodness for Eric, that's all I've got to say.

And that is - all I have to say, I mean. Til next time kiddos...