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Mar. 17th, 2003 09:37 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dchenesWow, did I get a lot done this weekend.
On Saturday, I got up and felt a cleaning fit coming on. I could have spent the afternoon with friends in Marshfield, but I decided that if I went out and the apartment was in the same state of (lack of) cleanliness it had been in when I came back, I was going to be miserable. So, I:
Changed the litterbox. This necessitated going out to get more kitty litter in a hurry, so I trotted off to the pet store, thinking I would get a 25-lb. bag and we'd be all set. The pet store, of course, had no 25-lb. bags and one (count it, one) 50-lb. bag, which I hauled home on the train. My shoulders didn't forgive me for that one until this morning.
After changing the litterbox, I did the dishes, thereby rediscovering the sink, the stove and the counter.
After doing the dishes, I had lunch, and put in a load of laundry. After putting the laundry in the dryer, I took my comforter up to the laundromat and washed that. I've been spoiled rotten by having a washing machine in my kitchen.
When I got home from the laundromat, I swapped the domestic laundry around, and in the course of putting away all the blankets I'd been using in lieu of the comforter, I cleaned out my closet. I was going to go to the grocery store, too, but I decided three separate trips out on errands would be one too many.
Yesterday I didn't do anything productive. I finished putting in the border of the Celtic banner I'm embroidering, so now all I have to do is details in the border itself. I also spent obscene amounts of time sort-of-watching Dune on the SciFi channel (shame on me). Isn't anybody ever going to make a decent film edition of that book?
Today, here I am, at work again. If I had a nickel for everything I've ever gotten with "ASAP" written on it, I'd be able to go out for lunch a lot more than I do now.
Edit: I forgot, I also cut my bangs on Saturday. With help provided by two of the three cats.
On Saturday, I got up and felt a cleaning fit coming on. I could have spent the afternoon with friends in Marshfield, but I decided that if I went out and the apartment was in the same state of (lack of) cleanliness it had been in when I came back, I was going to be miserable. So, I:
Changed the litterbox. This necessitated going out to get more kitty litter in a hurry, so I trotted off to the pet store, thinking I would get a 25-lb. bag and we'd be all set. The pet store, of course, had no 25-lb. bags and one (count it, one) 50-lb. bag, which I hauled home on the train. My shoulders didn't forgive me for that one until this morning.
After changing the litterbox, I did the dishes, thereby rediscovering the sink, the stove and the counter.
After doing the dishes, I had lunch, and put in a load of laundry. After putting the laundry in the dryer, I took my comforter up to the laundromat and washed that. I've been spoiled rotten by having a washing machine in my kitchen.
When I got home from the laundromat, I swapped the domestic laundry around, and in the course of putting away all the blankets I'd been using in lieu of the comforter, I cleaned out my closet. I was going to go to the grocery store, too, but I decided three separate trips out on errands would be one too many.
Yesterday I didn't do anything productive. I finished putting in the border of the Celtic banner I'm embroidering, so now all I have to do is details in the border itself. I also spent obscene amounts of time sort-of-watching Dune on the SciFi channel (shame on me). Isn't anybody ever going to make a decent film edition of that book?
Today, here I am, at work again. If I had a nickel for everything I've ever gotten with "ASAP" written on it, I'd be able to go out for lunch a lot more than I do now.
Edit: I forgot, I also cut my bangs on Saturday. With help provided by two of the three cats.
