My living room is clean. The floors are clear. My desk has usable surface area. There is no low-lying cloud of cat hair. I even moved the birdcage so as to vacuum under it.
This doesn't happen often. I should take a picture.
The rest of my house is still pretty much disastrous, but i'm getting there. I called a plumber today to come look at my sink on Thursday. We're going to get rid of the red couch as soon as i have more hands available to help lift it. Great changes are planned for my house ... well, not really great, but changes ...
Maybe someday it'll be clean enough for that party i keep talking about and never have.
Michael is now hanging my car keys from his earrings, i think to prove that his earrings can support more than my nipple rings. (I couldn't hang anything more than a pair of hemostats from them.) I think I'm going to let him win this one.
i really should be doing something more productive than this.
