leftunspoken's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- My very boring weekend I'm beginning to feel human again. (Though I just threw up five minutes ago, which has left my neck, my throat, and my stomach sore, so this statement is in general and not currently.) This return to almost normal prompted a cleaning binge. It was fabulous, let me tell you. Things are folded, and put away, and disinfected, and mopped, and reorganized, and moved. I scrubbed floors on my hands and knees and attacked every knob, on everything with knobs in the entire apartment, with cotton swabs and a bottle of alcohol. (The rubbing kind, not the drinking kind.) The house cleaning was also inspired by psychotic anger. Darling dear and I had gone to a little get-together after his work on Saturday night and he had one too many and we argued. I'll forgive him soon, but in the meantime cleaning beats killing him. 11:21 a.m. - March 01, 2005 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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