I've been cleaning all day. I'm not done yet. Not just a dust here, a vaccuum there type of clean. Nope, I've cleaned the cat's bathroom up and in and out (BLEGH!). Rearranged our linens and towels. Organized our extra paper products. Organized the bathroom cabinet under the sink. Finished unpacking from our trip. Cleaned the oven. All that jazz.
I even cleaned the top of the fridge, where no one in our family is tall enough to see, anyway. But, good thing because my parents are coming to visit in a week or so and my dad's tall enough.
I was so in a cleaning frenzy that I sent hubby back out when he got home from work. Don't feel sorry for him. The laptop, free wireless, and a I-C Honeydew Green Tea at Panera Bread isn't a bad gig on a Friday night, even if you're alone.
Around 8pm tonight I finally took a shower so I could go out and buy a few things I needed at K-Mart. (Bah on you, Wal-Mart). I always like to play a game in my head about what the cashier thinks is going on based on my items. I purchased: Two boxes of tissue, a Rubbermaid Storage Bin, a bottle of shiraz, and a wedding card. I would have guessed that I was anticipating a drunken night of tearfully packing up an old boyfriend's mementos before going to his wedding.
But really, we were out of tissues, I needed a drink to finish cleaning, and the cats are in need of a new litterbox and I'm trying something new for that. Oh, and we're going to a wedding tomorrow, but it in no way involves an ex boyfriend. So, there, cashier boy.
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i play that game too!
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