Let’s role play, I’ll wear a disguise

So I paused Brooklyn 99, to fix my bed, cause I was a little tossy turny last night, and my weighted blanket slipped down down down, so I went in to fix it. I’ve been trying so hard to keep The Flat clean and tidy. I mean, I run toaster 3 times a week. I walked into the bedroom, and was floored with what I saw.

Needless to say I was a little upset. I remade the bed, put the clothes in the hamper, after unrolling the sleeves.

Next, the kitchen. I put away all the dishes and wiped down the counter.

I feel better now that I’ve cleaned up. I’ll do better in the future. It’s stupid, but I’m really really trying to not live in a pit.

I now return you to your regularly scheduled program.

Oh the warmth in your eyes swept me into your arms

Since it’s wicked cold out, and since it was supposed to be cleaned on Sunday – my dad turned it off Sunday afternoon, I was asked to fill it Sunday, so I did and turned it back on again. So I was asked to clean it today. I did the basic cleaning, and I’ll be shown the more in-depth cleaning on Saturday or Sunday.

So I cleaned it as well as I could and refilled the pellets, and restarted it. As far as I can tell, the basement isn’t on fire. But at this point, I’m too afraid to look!

I HAVE MADE FIRE!

Well you forgave and I won’t forget

Polka is life.

Like I said in my last post, I knew it would only take a couple of hours to clean the basement. About 6 to be exact. I turned on some tunes donned some gloves and went at it. Thankfully after about 20 minutes my mom gave up helping and left. I didn’t really feel like chatting as i did this. I respected them and didn’t play the music I wanted to.

But I’d say it’s pretty much clean down there. If I had the drive in me, I’d hook up the PlayStation 2, the Xbox, the GameCube, or the N64. Or the VHS player to play the 5 shelves of VHS tapes. There’s some classics down stairs.

Oh the picture that looks like a bed in the middle of the room, is a pool table, if you didn’t figure it out by the pool cues on the wall.

I’m tired. It’s been a long day. I have a headache. Why does Tuesday feel like a Monday? I shouldn’t have gotten out of bed this morning.

That’s one of the classy VHS tapes. I started to organize them as I put them back on the bookcase, I gave up on the pretty quickly. I just put them back. I did take some pictures for C. I’ll sent them to her tonight. She’ll need the laugh after her day from hell.

Moonlight, you’re just a heartache in disguise

Ok, happy Saturday. Didn’t have the greatest of sleeps, especially when you’re dreaming that you’re getting shock treatment. That, and mentally rearranging your bedroom at 2am. Usually, I fall right asleep. Last night for some reason, I was changing oil on a truck that I don’t own. But wished I owned. I’m in farm country now, and while I’d like a sports car, I’m looking for an older model Ford F-150 (1977-1989), or an El Camino. Then I was either too hot to be under the blankets, or too cold to be on top. Then it depended on which side I slept on wether or not I could breathe. Good times.

So I got up this morning, made some coffee, and then I got to work moving my room around. And funny enough, it was essentially exactly how I pictured it in my mind at 2am. Then my mom wanted a tapestry put up, so dad and I did that. My gramma found a mirror that she wanted hung, so I hung that.

Then, I vacuumed, steam-cleaned the floor in the living room, and hallway. I swept and steamed the bathroom floor, and sprayed down the shower with Scrubbing Bubbles. Once Shady Acres goes down for their afternoon nap, I’ll sweep and steam the kitchen floor. It’s been a busy morning.

So pretty much all I’ll really have to do later is make my bed. Everything that I’ve wanted to do is pretty much done. And I got 90% of it done before 10 am. Tonight, before bed, I’ll hop in the shower, so I’m clean to get in the clean bed. Other than the above, I don’t have anything else to do.