Monday, May 18, 2009

My Voluptuous Lips and My Messy Place

I did a good job keeping the sun off my skin on Saturday, the only body part that was out of my control were my lips...yesterday they were all swollen up and I looked like Angelina Jolie. They're still pretty tender, but I'm keeping them doused with "Softlips."

So, with commencement now 2 days behind me, and Salt and Pepper's wedding 5 days ahead, I'm wondering how I'm going to spend the rest of my summer. Sure I've got more than enough to think about right now, but I need a plan and I need to stick with it.

My goal is to clean my apartment. I inherited (from who I'm not sure) the messy gene. I can't keep my place clean for the life of me. Mostly it has to do with the fact that I could care less about my apartment, it isn't "home" to me, and I'm only there a few days a week. It's funny because Wino is the cleanest male I have ever met, and at first my messiness was "endearing,"--a real quote I'm not kidding--now I know it gets on his nerves.

I've always hated that about myself, I have a strange inability to keep things tidy. I think it's because I'm a pack rat. Or anyway I used to be, since I've met Wino, I've gotten a lot better at saying "no" and tossing things in the trash. I need to get rid of all the junk that I don't use. But it's still hard to go through the mounds of boxes that I have still not unpacked since moving out of my parents house (4 years ago today actually).

The only way to do it is alone. I feel guilty beyond belief when Wino steps up to the plate to help me clean...it's not his mess. I think I will start spending an hour at my house each night and work on an area. I really want to have virtually nothing but furniture and the essentials to live left in my home when I'm done. That much less to move out when I do decide to get a new place.

So, that said, I need accountability: that's where by blog comes in as useful again. I'm going to make myself report every night how much cleaning I got done. If I slack there will be public humiliation involved! Sigh, the things I do to keep myself in check...

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