How do I know this? Because I AM CLEANING. Yes, friends. It has come to this. This weather has driven me to the brink of insanity and I’ve read, blogged, surfed, shopped and watched some bad movies. There is nothing left to do but clean. I can’t even believe I am saying that.
Family members are now coming out of a state of shock, I know it. I have a (deserved) reputation for abhoring all manner of cleaning and only do it when I am expecting people to come over (and then I do it half-ass). I’d like to blame it on my mother and her crap example of being domestic and I’d do so with some impunity since she’d not around to argue with me but I just can’t. She worked her ass off taking care of me and my invalid (blind and then double amputee) dad all while working a full time job. So, she gets a monster pass and I have to own this one myself.
I am at home in clutter (although I am becoming less tolerant of it as I grow older) and don’t feel compelled to have a sparkling house all the time. Never has been a priority. Which is sad, I suppose. In my fantasy life (the one where I share in carnal pleasures with Cookie and Sparkela*) I love cleaning, am thin, tall, intelligent and full of joy all the time. (And insane but quietly so.)
Nope, I’ll never be someone who enjoys cleaning. I’d rather work overtime and pay someone to come do this for me. I suspect it has something to do with my challenge of living in this dense third dimension. Perhaps if I did it more, I’d become more grounded. Good hypothesis – wonder if our scientists will carry out some research.
Okay, back to cleaning the kitchen. I’m rocking the tunes (which helps immensely) so it’s not too bad. Currently playing on the iPod of love and cleaning: “Working day and night” – MJ. Great song. Always gets me moving.
Happy Monday!
(*tm by The Gal Herself)
As his royal Badness would say … let’s get nuts!
You may just find me looking for the purple banana soon because this being stuck in the house crap sucks! I prefer it when it is MY decision to stay in and fart around. Not so much when the decision is made for me.
SB#2 was livestreaming all 3 hours on Stephanie Miller this morning so it did give me something to do from 9-12 today and I now have a gay boyfriend from the chatroom (waves to Tim in Madison who will dress me all fancy and stuff or else share bitchy gossip with me.) After that, it was all downhill – checking weather forecasts, watching the rest of an Intervention episode from yesterday, vacuuming, watching Max brave the snow to pee … you know, fun stuff like that. At least tomorrow there’s a dim hope of getting the cars unburied and having the ban on all cars lifted so I can go out among the real world.
God help me. And shutup all you people from cities where this is a normal occurrence and you are prepared for it. This is not normal for Maryland so I can whine all I want.
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