on friday, we must have spent at least four hours throwing stuff out, rearranging things, vaccuuming EVERYTHING (even under the couch, which i think we’ve neglected since we moved in almost a year ago), scrubbing, polishing, washing, putting things back where they belong and basically making up for three months of lazy neglect. and our apartment looks SO GOOD now. we’re damn proud of ourselves.

all we need to do is clean the kitchen. our agreement is that i’ll happily clean every other room in the apartment if dave just cleans out the sink and the fridge, because the bathroom makes him as queasy as the kitchen makes me.