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ALERT!!!!
contrary to popular belief...
the master bedroom, jadyn's bedroom, and jadyn's playroom DO HAVE FLOORS!!!
i repeat.. THEY DO HAVE FLOORS!!!!
damn. i've been organizing, putting stuff away, cleaning, for like 5 hours now. that A LOT for me. (yes, i was the spoiled little rich girl who grew up with a maid. and who now still has a maid come in every two weeks. problem is, its SO BAD even a maid couldnt get through this mess).
anyway, good job for me on my day home sick. of course i'm sick from a dust allergy, which i'm sure will just get worse from all this cleaning... oh well. i couldn't stand it anymore.
now, to begin on the downstairs.... ::sigh::
i'm beginning to think bigger houses just mean more space to keep clean...
but hey, at least i have a new phone ;)
(ok, inside joke, i guess i have to explain that to you... at ribault i had a motorola PIECE OF SHIT cell phone that pissed me off beyond belief, and every morning it seemed i would come in to school bitching about it, banging it on my desk, taking the battery out, trying to get it to work.. my students would watch this while the whole time i would go on and on about how i wanted my nokia back.... well finally one morning i came in with a huge smile on my face, pulled out my face and said 'i got a new phone'.. they all cracked up, and from then on, whenever i'd get flustered, one of my students, jasmine, would say 'but at least you have a new phone'.. that broke the stress EVERY time.)
contrary to popular belief...
the master bedroom, jadyn's bedroom, and jadyn's playroom DO HAVE FLOORS!!!
i repeat.. THEY DO HAVE FLOORS!!!!
damn. i've been organizing, putting stuff away, cleaning, for like 5 hours now. that A LOT for me. (yes, i was the spoiled little rich girl who grew up with a maid. and who now still has a maid come in every two weeks. problem is, its SO BAD even a maid couldnt get through this mess).
anyway, good job for me on my day home sick. of course i'm sick from a dust allergy, which i'm sure will just get worse from all this cleaning... oh well. i couldn't stand it anymore.
now, to begin on the downstairs.... ::sigh::
i'm beginning to think bigger houses just mean more space to keep clean...
but hey, at least i have a new phone ;)
(ok, inside joke, i guess i have to explain that to you... at ribault i had a motorola PIECE OF SHIT cell phone that pissed me off beyond belief, and every morning it seemed i would come in to school bitching about it, banging it on my desk, taking the battery out, trying to get it to work.. my students would watch this while the whole time i would go on and on about how i wanted my nokia back.... well finally one morning i came in with a huge smile on my face, pulled out my face and said 'i got a new phone'.. they all cracked up, and from then on, whenever i'd get flustered, one of my students, jasmine, would say 'but at least you have a new phone'.. that broke the stress EVERY time.)