So I spent several hours cleaning my apartment very well yesterday, and it looks very nice. I could have been doing many other things that I need to do, such as grading and planning papers and such, but I decided to clean. And I'm pleased. It makes me feel responsible and adult. I washed all my floors (which, in the case of the kitchen, *really* needed doing), cleaned all the surfaces really well (even dusted the bookshelves!), scrubbed my bathtub and shook out my rugs. And organized my cupboards. And spent a hundred dollars at Target despite only buying 20 dollars worth of non-essentials. Ahh, life on one's own.
But yeah. The girl who lived here before me left Ajax powder with bleach under the bathroom sink, so I decided to use it to try to lift the dirt in the tub and polish the fixtures. It worked tolerably well, but was hell on my hands and the clothes I was wearing, so I'll probably stick to Scrubbing Bubbles in the future. That stuff is the shit. It's the only cleaning product I actually enjoy using.
And really, I don't mind cleaning so much. I kind of like it, sometimes.
So yeah, as you can see, my life is a rollercoaster of thrills. Some fun things have happened...Chicago last weekend with Andy, reruns of Pushing Daisies, nice fall weather. But mostly my life's pretty dull. I'm really looking forward to Thanksgiving, to mix things up, and then it'll be the end of the semester. Which is great.
I need to get more active. I've been basically hiding, and spending half my time in hiding asleep on my couch. So I want to get moving again, spend more time in coffeeshops, start hitting the gym again to boost my energy...that sort of thing. I promised I'd try this year, and I know after this summer that I'm capable of doing a huge amount. So...time to get going.
Also, pumpkin bread is good.