Jun 08, 2009 23:50
- genesis, "the knife"
I have just cleaned my bathroom with wild abandon. Excellent.
Usually I reserve cleaning for when I'm pissed off. I don't know why. I remember being pissed at some ex-boyfriend years ago; I stayed up until at least three in the morning scrubbing my kitchen floor. I didn't have a mop.
This time, however, it's because Phil is in the process of moving into my former bachelorette pad, which I never named but always wanted to. Anyway, I wanted to clear out some of my girl stuff to make room for some of his guy stuff. I slaved over what I would put away in drawers, thinking he'd need a shelf in the cabinet, a shelf over the john, a drawer under the sink, etc. We've lived together before, and the bathroom in the last place was pretty cramped, I thought.
When the bathroom was ready, I called him in and apologetically said that it might be tight for a while, and he strolled in and plunked down a bottle of mouthwash and his electric toothbrush.
A metrosexual, he is not. But he's got damn good teeth.
I've been pretty busy, but I'll get to that later.