Cleaning like a mofo

So, elenuial's little brother is coming to town Thursday night, and none of the apartment's occupants have done any spring cleaning. It's August.

This has given me sufficient motivation to nigh-gut my apartment sans N and K's rooms. And while I'm cleaning, I may as well do a little redecorating that I've been meaning to get around to!

So far, I have:
_cleaned kitchen
-added curtains to windows
-scrubbed stove
-reorganized spices
_cleaned pantry
-took everything off counters and scrubbed
-organized shelves
-did dishes
-mopped floor
-went grocery shopping
_cleaned bathroom
-replaced shower curtain
-beaten rugs
-scrubbed sink, tub, toilet
-replaced towels

And that was all yesterday after working 7-3. Dinner was in there somewhere.

Today, I will:
_clean bedroom
-rearrange furniture in a way that makes more functional and aesthetic sense
-tidy clothes
-hang stuff from ceiling
-do laundry
_clean kitchen pt 2
-sweep/mop floor
-go through fridge
-do more dishes
_clean living room
-hear back about shelf idea, maybe? Waiting for Don on that one
-tidy up games
-clean up clothes
-organize shoes

...and shower and eat somewhere in there. At 6:30, I'll be headed to work until 9:30, when I'll come home, eat dinner, sleep, then get up at 6am to work 7-3 and come home to another to-do list. The office is elenuial's job, seeing as if I clean his workspace, he won't be able to find anything ever again.

I feel so productive. Worn out, but productive. Cleaning is rewarding for me. =)

Elenuial and Haz theatre: Text message of the day

My phone alerts me to the fact that I have a message. I check my phone.

E: Baby, who is the man?

...

H: Shaft?

E: And what kind of man is he?

H: A complicated man.

E: And who understands him?

H: No one but his woman.

My inbox, ladies and gentlemen.