Cleaning Update #53,826,914

The floor is still not clean. I have some sort of weird psychological block about washing the damned floor.

Have switched from the soundtrack to "O Brother Where Art Thou?" to Concrete Blonde.

More dishes sneaked up on me and had to be done. Bathroom is halfway tidy.

I have tea! Many many thanks to t! who surprised me with a water bottle filled with milk earlier. Tea makes everything better. In fact, I shall use my tea icon, because I haven't used it on a post yet. Yay tea!

The whole "tired" thing isn't helping. I'm slowing down, and that of course means that everything else is slowing down as a result. I may have to resort to ABBA to keep me going. Or maybe I should put on Invisible. That ought to do it. :D

That being said, the apartment is in fact getting cleaner by the minute. It's even getting clean as I type, because I left some stuff to soak.

I should put a load of laundry in the machine. In fact, there are many things I need to do before going to bed. Tomorrow is going to be so much fun, let me tell ya...

Okay. Back to cleaning. :::rolls up sleeves:::

Cleaning Update #815,397,264

Are you sick of me yet? ;)

The floor is washed. Sadly, I am not finished. I'm waiting for it to dry so I can wash the baseboards, which are filthy. I will have to wash it again tomorrow. However, the worst is over. The floor no longer looks like the barbarian hordes invaded recently (or conversely, y'know, like four cats and a human who doesn't wash her floors regularly have been living here).

I think the dishes are reproducing secretly without telling me. I keep discovering odds and ends that need washing.

The unreasonable part of me is now saying that I could take "a little nap" while I wait for the floor to dry. Hah. Ha-hah. No. We tried this last night, remember? Going to bed early in order to get up early and do some cleaning. The first part went fine, but the second didn't really happen.

I have learned my lesson, at least temporarily.

I am re-subscribing to FlyLady.net. I'm going to grit my teeth and ignore all the talk about God and the underlying assumption that, as a woman, your role is to be a wife and mother and run a clean household and welcome your husband back from his long hard day at work with well-behaved children, a tidy house, and dinner on the table. Oh, and put out for him when your day is over. If he helps out it's a bonus, but really it's his God-given right to preside over the household without ever lifting a finger to help, even if his wife works as many or more hours as he does.

Maybe I won't re-subscribe after all. ;)

( Updated list of things for tonight/tomorrow morning )

On second thought, maybe I'll wash the baseboards tomorrow evening when I get back from ai731's vernissage. Note to self: do NOT drink too much alcohol afterward. You will already be overtired from tonight, with the prospect of another late night tomorrow and a very early and busy Saturday. Tired!Phnee + alcohol = BAD.

G'night all!

Cleaning update #2,731,948,602

The apartment isn't clean to my satisfaction, but by the time tomorrow evening rolls around it may well pass muster.

I have people coming tomorrow at 9am to pick up the stuff I put up for grabs on Freecycle.

I still have to tidy the bedroom, and I have two loads of laundry going: one in the washing machine, the other in the dryer. I'm waiting for the dryer cycle to finish (the washing machine is done, I believe) so that I can shove that last load in and go to bed.

In non-cleaning news, ai731's gala tonight was a resounding success. Even though I was so tired I could barely see straight, I was very impressed by the quality not only of her projects, but those of the other students as well. Then there was a gathering of kindred spirits at Hurley's, where I was very good and didn't drink at all. No alcohol, at any rate.

Okay. Bed. G'night all!