Cinnamon Buns!
I totally managed to drop a cinnamon bun on the carpet, originally icing side down. However it did an amazing sort of barrel roll and end up on it's side almost completely unscathed. No icing on the floor, just a bit of cat stuck on it.
Which brings me to the topic of cleaning.
It's kind of frightening how much my father and I haven't done since my mother died. Cleaning thoroughly in particular. Today I finally had enough and tackled part of the bathroom. I can't touch my dad's part of the medicine cabinet because that would just be suicide, and I could only do so much when it comes to chemicals. I had a rather negative reaction to Dust Off because of the very fake apple scent. I also forgot that "that time of the month" sometimes makes me over sensitive allergy wise. On the bright side since my period was hell on earth last time it's mild this time.
Which brings me excessive joy but no inspiration. I still need to pretty up my resume. Which requires me to actually care about aesthetics for more than five minutes.
X3 Vyn is going to be showing up in a week. SQUEE.
I really need to get my butt on the candy. X_x which means I need to rearrange the fridge. HURK. Considering he volunteered to do was the curtains and the vacuum carpet (well, again, since the cat is furring it up like no tomorrow out or revenge) I am left with dusting, making of my candy and finding the art supplies that still seem to be missing despite me unpacking everything. -_-
Which brings me to the topic of cleaning.
It's kind of frightening how much my father and I haven't done since my mother died. Cleaning thoroughly in particular. Today I finally had enough and tackled part of the bathroom. I can't touch my dad's part of the medicine cabinet because that would just be suicide, and I could only do so much when it comes to chemicals. I had a rather negative reaction to Dust Off because of the very fake apple scent. I also forgot that "that time of the month" sometimes makes me over sensitive allergy wise. On the bright side since my period was hell on earth last time it's mild this time.
Which brings me excessive joy but no inspiration. I still need to pretty up my resume. Which requires me to actually care about aesthetics for more than five minutes.
X3 Vyn is going to be showing up in a week. SQUEE.
I really need to get my butt on the candy. X_x which means I need to rearrange the fridge. HURK. Considering he volunteered to do was the curtains and the vacuum carpet (well, again, since the cat is furring it up like no tomorrow out or revenge) I am left with dusting, making of my candy and finding the art supplies that still seem to be missing despite me unpacking everything. -_-