spring break = spring cleaning?
Mar. 14th, 2004 02:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
verbicideJust got back from a terrific brunch with Judy and John. John apprehensively called me at 10 this morning for some computer help (happily I was awake and there was no need for violence). It always makes me giddy when John requires my help in any way, shape or form because it's so rare and is only ever about computers. We discussed hard drive options, prices, etc and then agreed to meet for brunch in Wallingford.
It was a great Seattle morning. A little overcast, but the promise of spring is everywhere and it wasn't too cold to wear just a tee-shirt! We walked down to the comic book shop on 45th and tried to find some new graphic novel EW has been lauding (which at this point I only remember as something Motherland). It wasn't there, and I think it might be too mainstream to be in a small shop. By the time we walked back to Jitterbug, our table was almost ready. Since we are all doing WW, it was an entertaining morning. Discussing and debating what we could get away with ordering and greedily calculating our flex points. We split a piece of heavenly banana-cranberry coffee cake to start. Purrr.
It turned into brunch and a show. From our window perch we watched some guy trying to park his Subaru Outback. He banged into the SUV behind him, like two completely separate times. He banged into it. Got out, looked for damage, then deciding there wasn't any, got back into his car and banged into it again. When are the Darwin awards coming out again?
I should clean my flat.
But I want to sack out on the couch and watch bad tv.
I should work out right now.
But I want to sack out on the couch and watch bad tv.
I should work on Ellie's quilt.
But I want to sack out on the couch and watch bad tv.
If I clean and work out, I'll feel like a saint and be satisfied. Not to mention the added bonus of a clean apartment and working off some of the small but magnificent Tully's coffee soft serve I had after brunch. If I sit around and watch tv, I'll feel guilty. But I'm a strong person. I can handle guilt, right?
Aiiee!! My inner dominatrix is giving me a really, really bitchy look. Fine fine. *sulk*
Things I will dotodayNOW:
kitchen: dear god it's gotten out of hand. will start there
laundry: ah the joy of folding will soon be mine
bathroom: *sternlook* *whine* *glower* FINE--must scrub things, sweep and mop.
bedroom clutter: easy enough
living room clutter: way easy
trash: amass into bag and place ready by door
My multiple personalities have reached an agreement. If I quickly finish cleaning, I can sack out on the couch and watch bad tv, BUT I have to sit there and cut out quilt squares. Compromise is nice, but both sides are napoleon-ic yippy dogs--only satisfied with TOTAL CONQUEST.
It was a great Seattle morning. A little overcast, but the promise of spring is everywhere and it wasn't too cold to wear just a tee-shirt! We walked down to the comic book shop on 45th and tried to find some new graphic novel EW has been lauding (which at this point I only remember as something Motherland). It wasn't there, and I think it might be too mainstream to be in a small shop. By the time we walked back to Jitterbug, our table was almost ready. Since we are all doing WW, it was an entertaining morning. Discussing and debating what we could get away with ordering and greedily calculating our flex points. We split a piece of heavenly banana-cranberry coffee cake to start. Purrr.
It turned into brunch and a show. From our window perch we watched some guy trying to park his Subaru Outback. He banged into the SUV behind him, like two completely separate times. He banged into it. Got out, looked for damage, then deciding there wasn't any, got back into his car and banged into it again. When are the Darwin awards coming out again?
I should clean my flat.
But I want to sack out on the couch and watch bad tv.
I should work out right now.
But I want to sack out on the couch and watch bad tv.
I should work on Ellie's quilt.
But I want to sack out on the couch and watch bad tv.
If I clean and work out, I'll feel like a saint and be satisfied. Not to mention the added bonus of a clean apartment and working off some of the small but magnificent Tully's coffee soft serve I had after brunch. If I sit around and watch tv, I'll feel guilty. But I'm a strong person. I can handle guilt, right?
Aiiee!! My inner dominatrix is giving me a really, really bitchy look. Fine fine. *sulk*
Things I will do
bathroom: *sternlook* *whine* *glower* FINE--must scrub things, sweep and mop.
My multiple personalities have reached an agreement. If I quickly finish cleaning, I can sack out on the couch and watch bad tv, BUT I have to sit there and cut out quilt squares. Compromise is nice, but both sides are napoleon-ic yippy dogs--only satisfied with TOTAL CONQUEST.
