Virtue is its own reward.
Apr. 11th, 2003 06:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
serindeCalled in lame today because I (once again) had a hell of a time getting to sleep, tired as I was, and the thought of crawling out of bed was abhorrent. Especially since Everything was on its way Out.
Eventually rising at 11, with several false starts and distractions, I started laundering and cleaning. The sunroom looks semi-livable; the dining room is mostly in order (still some stuff stagin in there); the bedroom is good except for Steve's clean laundry (I draw the line at folding his socks), and the living room just requires a few more things to be picked up.
The sewing room is still a disaster area. Sigh. But, I put away a few things, and found both my missing hat _and_ my missing shears. w00t! (Good thing I hadn't bought another pair. Not that it's bad to have a spare, but.)
Partially this cleaning drive was caused by the fact that the mess was driving me bugfuck, but also because I might be watching my niece and nephew at our place on Sunday, and if so I want things to be shipshape. (So they can destroy it, I guess. Well, no, really so that the mess doesn't make Betsey go bugfuck when she drops them off.)
I think I'm eating less on this diet because eating isn't terribly fun or interesting any more. This is both good and bad, of course.
Update: this is going to show up funny, because LJ is having a very stupid moment. My last entry was dated off, because my computer clock was way off. I edited it when I saw that and changed it to the correct time, i.e. last night. In spite of this, LJ seems to think the entry was still posted at 8:40pm tonight. Bah.
Eventually rising at 11, with several false starts and distractions, I started laundering and cleaning. The sunroom looks semi-livable; the dining room is mostly in order (still some stuff stagin in there); the bedroom is good except for Steve's clean laundry (I draw the line at folding his socks), and the living room just requires a few more things to be picked up.
The sewing room is still a disaster area. Sigh. But, I put away a few things, and found both my missing hat _and_ my missing shears. w00t! (Good thing I hadn't bought another pair. Not that it's bad to have a spare, but.)
Partially this cleaning drive was caused by the fact that the mess was driving me bugfuck, but also because I might be watching my niece and nephew at our place on Sunday, and if so I want things to be shipshape. (So they can destroy it, I guess. Well, no, really so that the mess doesn't make Betsey go bugfuck when she drops them off.)
I think I'm eating less on this diet because eating isn't terribly fun or interesting any more. This is both good and bad, of course.
Update: this is going to show up funny, because LJ is having a very stupid moment. My last entry was dated off, because my computer clock was way off. I edited it when I saw that and changed it to the correct time, i.e. last night. In spite of this, LJ seems to think the entry was still posted at 8:40pm tonight. Bah.
