silverthorne

ETA: For those kind enough to follow the link here to save Lee's egg. It's posted in the first comment to this post. Thanks, guys!

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Dad will be here tomorrow!

...I still need to dust, vacuum, and wash the bedsheets. Feeling very lazy after a crazy day at work, though. Still, I'll get it done. :)

Also: IT'S FREAKING COLD!!!! But the snow did not last long at all. :/

And...fuzzy, sleeping kitties are cute. :)

Yay, Dad!

Also: Woot! Vacation!!!!

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Current Mood: tired
Current Location: home, at the computer desk
Current Music: The Biggest Loser

What I really wanted to do was get up, have some coffee and turn on WoW.

What I did instead was get up, have some coffee, read some stuff on LJ, and then gave the apartment a really good once-over, including things like cleaning those little 'specks' of yuck around handles and on cabinet/appliance doors when you're cooking or handling something messy and don't quite have clean/dry hands, and don't wipe it down good immediately because you don't see anything, or think a quick wipe will be okay.

Even though it didn't look that bad to begin with, now it looks 100% better, and smells better than it did (Anyone ever notice how your house smells okay until you really scrub it down, and then suddenly the air seems to be much fresher, even if you're normally clean anyway?). So, happy. Even the cats look a little happier (or so I think), so yay.

All that's left is the vacumming and a bit of non-toxic pine-soling of the linolium floors, and I'm good to go. Yay!

Current Location: home, at the computer desk!
Current Music: Loreena McKennit--Santiago

It's been over a year now.

I remember one of the ongoing 'complaints' was that I didn't help keep the place clean, and didn't know how to keep the place clean.

I'm looking around right now. I vaccumed tonight. Need to dust, though (it's been a week and a half).

Other than a few notebooks on the floor next to the desk, everything is up on a shelf.

There are dishes in the sink, but they've all been rinsed and really just need a quick date with soap and hot water, or put into the machine to wait until its filled for a group date for the same purpose later in the week.

Catboxes were cleared a half hour ago. Trash is about full, so tomorrow it has to go. But it's not overflowing, and between the 'deoderizer' bags and being in its own nook with a door, it's not making the place smelly.

I keep looking the place over. And yes, granted, I'll leave the floor unvaccumed for a week, or not do the catboxes twice a day. The pile of books may be taller, or there may be more than one.

But overall? This is about how my place stays. With me being the only caretaker.

It's a relief (after so many years of being accused of being the 'careless and lazy one'), a realization, and a source of pride to know that...it wasn't. And isn't me. And won't be me.

ETA: I realize I've probably gone on about this before. But it was one of the many things, and one of the more predominent things, that was used to break my spirit down. When I moved in with her, the place was spotless, she kept up a steady cleanign schedule, and so forth. And at first, I just took over some things. But...as time when on, more and more was on my plate and not hers, and then she started getting intentionally messy herself, and so on and so forth. So, even now, I still kinda marvel that what I was presented with in regards to how others were seeing me and how much truth there was in that perception, is in all honesty a total false, as evidenced by the condition of my current living area that I'm solely responsible for.

Sometimes, I still believe I was the irresponsible, messy, lazy one. But if I look around my own space...it belies that belief simply by most pointedly not being the mess it should be if all of that had been true.

Current Mood: content
Current Location: home, at the computer desk!
Current Music: windchimes and purring