In which there is cleaning...
So last night I was... well I was in an odd setting. It was late at night, but I kept getting my time wrong (my internal clock is really fucked up right now... yes I know I know... I sleep during the day, and work at night, but even still I can more or less guesstimate at what time it was... especially during the night. But when I was thinking it was 9 it was actually 11... and when it was 2 I thought it was 12... so way off). So eventually I got bored. I mean, really bored.
-got entirely caught up on Flipside (a comic that I enjoyed, forgot, Kailee reintroduced me to, and that I'll probably forget again till it's gone through another couple of chapters).
-watched four episodes of Wizards Of Waverly Place
-watched MTV for a while.
-played with Belladonna for an hour to tire her out
-searched through Hulu for interesting things (interesting things being Gordon Ramsay (makes growly noises... I don't know what it is but I could oogle him 24/7... I especially love when he swears at people constantly))
-downloaded Torchwood Children of Earth Day Three (and have been seeding day two since I got it... I'm a good torrent sharer)
-watched and saved The Dresden Doll music videos
-talked to Chrystal
-wrote a smutty post
-made real dinner (turkey kilbasa with whole white potatos and corn)
Then 6am came.
Yes, 6am... birds chirping, carpools honking, the works. I watched as my upstairs neighbor got into the carpool truck and took off. Then I did something very odd.
I went to the music channel (ya know, the on that just plays constant music) for Electronica/Dance, and hopped around for a little bit. Well someone that hopping turned into cleaning.
-I cleaned the bathroom floor... I know it's not the best, but its lots better
-new litter for Belladonna
-took out the trash in a black bag along with all the boxes
-swept the kitchen floor
-started doing dishes (and paused for a bit)
-started putting things in their place, or as much of their place as they could be
-put dishes away and washed more, put dishes away and washed more.
-organized the kitchen table. Throwing things away that needed to be thrown away, putting things in better places (like the griddle now on top of the fridge.
-looked for a dustpan... couldn't find one ;___; picked up dirt with hands.
-washed hands.
-put away more dishes, and washed more. With now empty sink, rinsed it out and put dinner dishes into sink to let them soak.
-added more to laundry, and seperated a bundle of sheet and undersheet because they were wadded and wrapped together oddly and wouldn't have gotten really clean.
-sat down and drank an entire bottle of water
-moved to the living room and cleaned the plates off the counter (washed those immediately)
-threw away things that needed to be thrown away
-put dvd's back where they are suppose to go, organized loose CDs
-organized wires, and unplugged ones that really didn't need to be plugged in (i.e, Kailee's old laptop... the wire is now with it)
-cleaned off the coffee table, and tried to better organize things on the below shelf.
-cleaned the coffee table glass (Kailee's 'side', since I had done mine earlier in the week)
-remade the couch, and folded blankets
-moved the coffee table and picked up the shit load of crap underneath it.
Then I made a fatal error. I got out the vacuum cleaner, plugged it in, and started it up. I don't know WHAT happened... but suddenly this god awful smell just errupted out of nowhere. It had me gagging (now there is a smell that every once in a while gets into my nose, it smell like burning polaroid pictures matched with cleaning supplies and vacuum bags... it's terrible... really terrible... I don't know why I get it but I do.... ....
this was not that smell).
I finished the vacuum, but the smell got worst, it smelt a bit like burning, but without the burn smell to it. It was cloying, and is still clinging to my nose as I type this. So I unplugged the vacuum, wrapped up the cord, then attacked the house with febreeze, hoping to get rid of the smell.
It is now 9am... and I should have been asleep for hours by now (especially because I have to work 2nd shift (6-11pm) tonight). So this is me signing off...
hopefully this cleaner home will make me more comfortable. Who knows, maybe that is what I had my mini panic attack about earlier.
btw... yes... I know, things still have to be done. The bathroom floor has to be cleaned better, the toilet has to be scrubbed, as well as the bath/shower, and the sink needs to be taken care of... damn caulk!
...
and I have to clean my room.
But now I am going to bed... with hopefully good dreams.
-got entirely caught up on Flipside (a comic that I enjoyed, forgot, Kailee reintroduced me to, and that I'll probably forget again till it's gone through another couple of chapters).
-watched four episodes of Wizards Of Waverly Place
-watched MTV for a while.
-played with Belladonna for an hour to tire her out
-searched through Hulu for interesting things (interesting things being Gordon Ramsay (makes growly noises... I don't know what it is but I could oogle him 24/7... I especially love when he swears at people constantly))
-downloaded Torchwood Children of Earth Day Three (and have been seeding day two since I got it... I'm a good torrent sharer)
-watched and saved The Dresden Doll music videos
-talked to Chrystal
-wrote a smutty post
-made real dinner (turkey kilbasa with whole white potatos and corn)
Then 6am came.
Yes, 6am... birds chirping, carpools honking, the works. I watched as my upstairs neighbor got into the carpool truck and took off. Then I did something very odd.
I went to the music channel (ya know, the on that just plays constant music) for Electronica/Dance, and hopped around for a little bit. Well someone that hopping turned into cleaning.
-I cleaned the bathroom floor... I know it's not the best, but its lots better
-new litter for Belladonna
-took out the trash in a black bag along with all the boxes
-swept the kitchen floor
-started doing dishes (and paused for a bit)
-started putting things in their place, or as much of their place as they could be
-put dishes away and washed more, put dishes away and washed more.
-organized the kitchen table. Throwing things away that needed to be thrown away, putting things in better places (like the griddle now on top of the fridge.
-looked for a dustpan... couldn't find one ;___; picked up dirt with hands.
-washed hands.
-put away more dishes, and washed more. With now empty sink, rinsed it out and put dinner dishes into sink to let them soak.
-added more to laundry, and seperated a bundle of sheet and undersheet because they were wadded and wrapped together oddly and wouldn't have gotten really clean.
-sat down and drank an entire bottle of water
-moved to the living room and cleaned the plates off the counter (washed those immediately)
-threw away things that needed to be thrown away
-put dvd's back where they are suppose to go, organized loose CDs
-organized wires, and unplugged ones that really didn't need to be plugged in (i.e, Kailee's old laptop... the wire is now with it)
-cleaned off the coffee table, and tried to better organize things on the below shelf.
-cleaned the coffee table glass (Kailee's 'side', since I had done mine earlier in the week)
-remade the couch, and folded blankets
-moved the coffee table and picked up the shit load of crap underneath it.
Then I made a fatal error. I got out the vacuum cleaner, plugged it in, and started it up. I don't know WHAT happened... but suddenly this god awful smell just errupted out of nowhere. It had me gagging (now there is a smell that every once in a while gets into my nose, it smell like burning polaroid pictures matched with cleaning supplies and vacuum bags... it's terrible... really terrible... I don't know why I get it but I do.... ....
this was not that smell).
I finished the vacuum, but the smell got worst, it smelt a bit like burning, but without the burn smell to it. It was cloying, and is still clinging to my nose as I type this. So I unplugged the vacuum, wrapped up the cord, then attacked the house with febreeze, hoping to get rid of the smell.
It is now 9am... and I should have been asleep for hours by now (especially because I have to work 2nd shift (6-11pm) tonight). So this is me signing off...
hopefully this cleaner home will make me more comfortable. Who knows, maybe that is what I had my mini panic attack about earlier.
btw... yes... I know, things still have to be done. The bathroom floor has to be cleaned better, the toilet has to be scrubbed, as well as the bath/shower, and the sink needs to be taken care of... damn caulk!
...
and I have to clean my room.
But now I am going to bed... with hopefully good dreams.