clean my apartment

It’s pretty clean. I can’t believe I’ve maintained it so far. Aside from usual taking out trash and doing laundry, it’s done! Yeah!

So, as long as I clean out that back bedroom that more or less functions as a second closet and put ALL of my clothes away, I’ll have reach my goal. Cheers!

I’ve started slowly. Washed all of my dishes. Need to take out the trash, little things like that. But I’ve had this huge pile of little cookbookish magazines, recipes that “i want to make some day” dog-eared. Well, I tore out all of those pages, and cut and pasted the instructions onto recipe cards and filed them away. It’s one step forward, right?

One of the “perks” of being a teacher is the supposition that we leave our workday at the three o’clock hour. This has not been true for me since the year 2007 jumped onto the calendar pages. Every day since we returned from the holidays, I have had to stay at work for various reasons: musically directing the play, advising the school magazine, meetings.

And when I finally get home, I plop. Literally. I plop down and read through the day’s mail, fix something to eat, and see what’s happening on Idol. The final thought to cross my mind is that of picking up after myself; thus, my apartment looks like a home to five sloppy adolescent boys instead of a twentysomething female.

I CANNOT WAIT for Saturday to roll around and for the true spring cleaning to ensue!!!!!!!!! PURGE the winter out of mine home!