ahh... by the time saturday was half-over, thinking about three more whole days off seemed like such a long time. now that's it's 4:30 tuesday evening and it's back to the grind tomorrow, four days seems way too short.
i don't actually know where the weekend went. i know i spent a lot of it with christopher and his family, either walking the puppy or cooking dinner for his parents. sunday was mostly mine, so i was über-lazy and just stayed home watching tv and slowly getting gussied up for mel & chris' wedding party (which was a lot of fun). today, i kept mostly for myself and i've just finished mad cleaning, to bring the house to base-level clean for the rest of the week.
seriously, i want to know when i became such freakish cleaner. i mean, it's probably good in the long run, but i'm sure friends must think i'm just a little bit insane with the cleaning. i'm not crazy! i just like having things neat and debris-free. is that so wrong? *sob* i think it might be.
If cleaning is so wrong, baby I don't wanna be right!
I ain't got no problem with it!