Well, having survived the Twenty-Two Days of Christmas Tour, The Five Days of Parental Visitation, and the Two Days of Christmas Wrapping-and-Unwrapping, I am now left to ponder the state of my domicile, and it appears that I will eminently be embarking on the Seven Days of Cleaning.
For those of you who wondered, I think D did exactly as I hoped he would do while I was gone: go to work, come home, play internet poker, and clean up any messes he was responsible for. In fact, he did remarkably better than I had hoped-- there were, of course, piles of things everywhere, but except for a month's worth of dust, everything was relatively clean, and in most cases, cleaner than I left it. (W00T) The toilet, did not in fact have a talking bowl ring (thanks for that image go to Mike, from that period in the slum-lorded apartment where he lived in T-town when I met him years ago) and the refrigerator was not serving as a home for wayward life forms. Considering that these things sometimes happen even when I am home, I think he gets a gold medal.
Now, that being said, the house wasn't spotless when I left, so it's now my goal to get it spic-and-span before the students show back up in January. I'm so tired of having a cluttered house, and I have a lot of projects on the list that will make this house a hell-hole if it isn't clean when I start. (Paint cans stacked on stacks of old newspapers, quilts laid out on unwashed carpets... no thanks.)
A day off? What's that?

Comments (1)
Thanks much for bringing up 'The Barn'! I try to block that apartment out as much as possible...
Addie's out of town right now (she's in B-ham with the fam), and our apartment is slowly crusting over do in large part to my strategic laziness. Yes, yes... I'm very proud of myself.
I wish you well in your attempt to take back your place...
Posted by Mike | December 28, 2007 6:19 PM
Posted on December 28, 2007 18:19