I'm actually in the process of doing it!!
I've been wanting to clean for a long time. Whenever I start, I never get further then cleaning the floor a bit, taking all the dishes out and doing a load or two of laundry (just enough so I can wear clothes to work). This would be great if my room was cleaner to start off with.
Not only am I actually cleaning right now, I also rearranged my room. I felt this necessary for two reasons: I am feeling like I am in a rut, and I want a change. Plus, cleaning and rearranging have always gone together well for me because as I move things, I clean them.
It is almost 4 am, and though I feel completely awake still, I should probably stop soon for the night. I've already woken Rachael up twice! The first time I just put a couple of dishes into the dishwasher and started it. Normally that wouldn't be enough to wake her or make her come out of her room, but she was worried that I was putting away the dirty dishes that were in the washer, instead of starting the load. The second time I woke her was because there was a crazy ladybug in my room. Have I mentioned on here before my crazy fear of ladybugs? They fly funny so I don't like them. Anyway, after fluttering around, this lady bug was chilling on the floor, so I caught it in a jar I had in my room. The kind hearted person I am, I wanted to let it free and not kill it. I opened the back door to let it go, and it was sooooooo windy out there! There was a major gust right as I opened the door, and all of the doors in the apartment banged. (Oops!!) Rachael came out again, worried what the noise was. It's good she did though, because the front door unlocked, and I wouldn't have checked it, so she was able to get up and lock it. The fact that it was unlocked makes me more worried about the weird, haunting like sounds I heard earlier.... (probably from the wind)....
Plus, at the current moment I have a lot of clothes to clean and garbage to take out, neither of these activities which are good for 4am. (Don't want to wake up Rachael again either... I'm such a bad roommate! ;) ) I could keep going on other stuff, but I have a process to how I clean, and right now I am at the phase where I want to take as much out of this room as I can, so I can better see how it will be. Though I've done some organizing stuff (like my dresser), my bookshelf is still a mess, as is my former nightstand.
So my plan tomorrow is to wake up, do dishes, start laundry, take out garbage, clean and organize some more. Once Rachael wakes up, I'll vacuum. I'm excited, and I really just hope that I stay in this cleaning mode (oh so necessary for actually getting any cleaning done).
Oh... and if you didn't notice, I gave up on the 2 accomplishments a day for February. I realized just how difficult it is for me to remember to come onto here every day. Though it is good for me to have the mentality of doing more things, that is counterbalanced by forcing me to spend extra time on the interwebs....
I do have something really fun to tell you guys about, so I'll have to do that on break tomorrow! :)
I love the feeling after you clean. Especially a major clean. Those endorphins are a pumping from all the hard work and you feel accomplished. Not only that, it just looks a lot neater and tidier, like your life is in order.
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Hey Rachelle!! This is my first comment that I've seen on this blog for a long time! I was under the impression that everyone has forgotten about the blog. Haha so that is good and bad! I'm very happy to see a comment, but also worried about what things I've said when I thought I was talking to myself.... :P
ReplyDeleteHaha Shelley actually pointed me towards your blog this Christmas break during the whole apartment ordeal and I nearly forgot about it until I looked back into my bookmarks again. I always enjoyed comments so I figured you would too, especially since I don't talk to you that often. And since I'm kind of a passive conversationalist, I've discovered that I like using blogs to keep in touch with people.
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