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Jul. 22nd, 2007 01:44 pmI woke up this morning and realised I had no clean underthings, but a rummage in my sock drawer produced one AS IF BY MAGIC.
And when your dresser is magically spewing forth underwear, it's time to do your damn laundry.
Mum's arriving Thursday; the cleaning has commenced. I've already taken care of the bathroom and the counter that divides kitchen from living room, not to mention the boxes all over the bedroom. I still have to sweep the back porch, clean the kitchen, dust away all the cobwebs, swiffer the floor, take out the trash, and clean my desk, which at the moment is covered in paperwork, water bottles, and KinderSurprise toys.
And I have to do it tonight.
Fortunately I have swiffer cloths, two magic eraser thingys, a bleach pen, and apparently a manic episode. LET'S HOPE IT LASTS SHALL WE?
And when your dresser is magically spewing forth underwear, it's time to do your damn laundry.
Mum's arriving Thursday; the cleaning has commenced. I've already taken care of the bathroom and the counter that divides kitchen from living room, not to mention the boxes all over the bedroom. I still have to sweep the back porch, clean the kitchen, dust away all the cobwebs, swiffer the floor, take out the trash, and clean my desk, which at the moment is covered in paperwork, water bottles, and KinderSurprise toys.
And I have to do it tonight.
Fortunately I have swiffer cloths, two magic eraser thingys, a bleach pen, and apparently a manic episode. LET'S HOPE IT LASTS SHALL WE?
