Aug. 11th, 2012
Unf£$%*&ing, Part 1
Aug. 11th, 2012 11:56 pmToday I took apart my bedroom, washing everything I could lay my hands on (including the curtains) and hanging it out into the sunshine to dry (there is nothing like the smell of sun-dried bed linen), cleaning the windows, brushing down the carpet (it's amazing how much dust and crud accumulates over time, especially under a bed where you can't reach with the hoover), washing every surface, and putting it all back together. Then I started on the wardrobe, and now there are almost four bags of clothes to go to a charity shop (and that's only half the wardrobe done, it got dark by the time I was finished with the first half).
I've just walked into the bedroom, and it smells sweet and fresh and clean. I feel like I've battled entropy and won.
But the war is not over yet! *eyes living room*
I've just walked into the bedroom, and it smells sweet and fresh and clean. I feel like I've battled entropy and won.
But the war is not over yet! *eyes living room*