Breaking News. . .I Actually Cleaned My Apartment

Settle down, I don’t have a fever or anything. It was more like my parents were coming for lunch yesterday and I had invited my uncle to come as well. In an effort not to “embarrass” my parents, my dad strongly suggested I clean my place up.

I cleaned the litter box (well, that gets done often anyway), cleaned the toilet in the guest bathroom, cleaned all of the kitchen counters off, vacuumed, dusted and took the trash out. I was worn out from all that cleaning and while I was doing all of that I also cooked a Julia recipe and managed to get all my clothes put away.

The Queen had sent me a text yesterday morning asking how my morning was and when I told her what I was doing she sent back, “WTF?” Yes, this is normally the reaction I get when I tell friends I am cleaning. Cooking, no one ever blinks. Napping? Not even an “Are you okay?” but cleaning brings out the smelling salts and questions of concern.

Sadly my uncle had a last minute project he had to get done so the cleaning was all for naught. Sigh. Of course dad kept telling me I should do this more often and that way I could have friends over. Puullleeeaaassseee, messy apartment doesn’t stop me from having people over. Just ask Stace. Poor girl has seen it look like I have been robbed.

But I fed the parental unit, cleaned everything back up and longed for a nap. Unfortunately Wookie opted to show his issues once again to his grandparents. I promise he doesn’t act like this when others are around. I don’t know if he is just upset about the other cats he smells or what.

After a quick trip to the mall and pet store I got back home and went to the pool. Sadly the water is more like warm bath water as opposed to a refreshing break from the hot temps. After Wook and I watched a movie I called it a night but woke up at the crack of dawn this morning.

To make up for that I took a few naps today and now, instead of cooking all the wonderful veggies they brought to me yesterday, I am opting for leftovers and an early bedtime. Cleaning is for the birds.


What you see is what you get; I am a Nashville girl who is single, again. I use the blog to get my inner, tortured, wanna be writer angst out. One day I just may write a book. I have been stumbling through life for 43 years now, I love to cook, read and figure out more embarrassing ways I can either harm myself (thank you hula hoop of 2010 and the case of the thrown back) or just prove how inept I am at household chores and dieting. The people you read about on here are real but most have had their names changed to protect the innocent and not so innocent. And I really should make a list of them so I can remember! Enjoy, read, mock, laugh and comment, it really isn't difficult. Plus, I would prefer reading comments from real people as opposed to the weird spam comments I keep getting. Plus, I will always find the hardest path to follow and take that one, why would anyone want to take the easy way?!

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