There's nothing like having your own apartment to show what your limitations are. After living 25 years of shared living there's some skills I've finally mastered: dish washing, cleaning a toilet, knowing when to play the music you love loud!; & doing laundry. Still there are other things which you hate and which bite you in the ass again & again.
Ironing is something I completely detest. I learned to buy permanent press shirts and let co-workers carp at the wrinkles in my pants (after all I don't give a damn what they say about my but or legs or goes over them anyway!). Now that I don't work at a law firm anymore, people at the hospital, where I work, aren't so hung up on clothes anyway.
Another task has embarassed me even more. Mopping floors and vacuum cleaning. Vacuum cleaning I finally have resolved to do on a semi-regular basis. But mopping the floor ............
Today, I finally (after x number of months) decided to mop the floor. Since it looked like the garage floor of somone with 3 Honda motorcycles and I 've been having my sweet computer expert come over, well ya' gotta' do something damnit. But I complained about it to myself and it took a long time because 2 of the Board members of the condo board called me about the all-important meeting I had with our condo attorneys yesterday. So the whole thing took hours. UGH!
BIG PICTURE TIME:
I have it much better than others especially those who were hit by Hurricane Katrina. Ripsy who runs a very sharp,witty blog says that the Red Cross should be supported and I have 1/2 a mind to put the Red Cross as one of my links too. We all think the Red Cross should be supported in this very trying time.
3 comments:
dude i love mopping. and i'm not joking. I would totally mop your floor.
mml, I don't necessarily agree that your house is a reflection of your life. If things are in their proper place, I admit it's easier to find things.
L12, come on over! I'd love to see you enjoy mopping my floor! I'll pay your expensive gas to drive over. Anyway, it would be fun to meet you. No, that's ok; I'm sure college life is a much more fun than meeting a person who, in your friend's words, is "an old man". Enjoy Nebraska!
wait, Nebraska? I hope you're talking about my friend because my college sure as hell isn't in Nebraska. I'm no boonies girl.
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