If Only Everything In Life Could Be Automated

So, it seems that Being Green is the thing to be.

And, no, I’m not talking about Kermit and the new Muppets movies; I’m referring to being environmentally responsible. . . .you know, the “grown-up” Being Green.

My hubby tries to do what he can (on our budget) to be more green and make our home more efficient — mainly because he hates paying high electric bills.  We have extra insulation, weather stripping, blah, blah, blah.

Not to downplay it — I know it’s important.  I just don’t find it that interesting to talk about!

(I KNOW — that’s just awful and I’m a horrible person; sorry, people — just being real here)

A couple a weeks ago, I heard about Vivint Home Automation, a company that automates practically EVERYTHING in your home: lights, thermostat control, etc.   They’ll even start up your coffee maker for you and lock your door. . . and there is the Vivint Security system where they will protect your house too.

“Whoop-di-doo,” as Mr. Boy likes to say these days.  Looking through Vivint reviews, it’s clear that it’s cool and all, but can it change my kidlets’ diapers?

‘Cause, in all honesty, that’s some home automation I could go for.

Actually, there are a list of things I wish could automatically happen around here . . .

Clean My Kitchen

I would freakin’ LOVE to push a button or program a little computer and have my kitchen spotless.  I hate, loathe, despise and abominate cleaning my kitchen.  It’s mundane and (unless I wait till 11 o’clock at night when every little person is asleep) I can never get any individual task completed without some kidlet (or two or three) crying or needing me during it.

It. Takes. For. Ever.  And. I. Hate. It.

Make My Bed

You have nooooooo idea how badly I want a Murphy Bed … just so I can flip it up into the wall or a closet and shut the doors.  Even as a kid, the act of making my bed has been a nemesis.  A plague.  Yes, it looks so beautiful and inviting when each sheet is smoothed out under pristinely tucked comforters … pillows all demurely upright and waiting to be used.

But do people REALLY and I mean REALLY have time to do that in the morning?  Between lunch making, ironing clothes, chasing down and hog-tying kidlets to brush their teeth, nursing Barney Kneeknuckles and looking for my car-keys, making my bed is the LAST thing on the to-do list.

But, give me a button to push for it to just “happen?”  yeah, I could handle that.

Mow the Lawn

Either I need to get on board with zero-scaping (completely covering my lawn with rocks) or I need to train the dog to push a lawn mower.  Cutting the grass is something Hubby hates.  Which, and I’m going to out us here, is why our sub-division recently charged us $50 to have a landscaping company swing by and cut it for us.  No, the grass wasn’t scary, “abandoned haunted house” long, but it certainly wasn’t reminiscent of a beautifully manicured putting green.

Yard work should definitely be automated.  I bet that would be a heck of a lot cheaper, in the long run, than getting a lawn service.

Fold and Put Away the Laundry

Of all the chores I do as a Mommy, laundry is probably the one I hate most my least favorite.  With five people living here, there is a TON of laundry… and every single stinkin’ piece seems to have it’s very own stinkin’ place.

Why CAN’T I just push a button and sit back, relaxing, while machines take it all, sort it, treat it, wash it (paying attention to what the tag’s recommendations are … which Hubby never does … WHICH has resulted in more than a few ruined pieces of clothing), dry it appropriately, fold it and then instantly place each item in it’s home.

That. Would. Be. Awesome.

I could seriously go on and on and on … Automated Sock Matching (never look for lost socks again) …. Automated Kidlet Teeth Brushing Machines (stick a kid on a conveyor belt and let robotic arms hold ‘em down and brush the crud off their pearly whites) … Automated Ceiling Fan Cleaners (need I say more?) ………..

Um, I sound really lazy.

Maybe I need to work on that instead of daydreaming of the Jetsen’s life!

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