You know what I do most days? Clean, and cook. Well, to be honest, I've only recently traversed into the cooking field, and I'm glad to report that it's not as god-awful as I assumed it to be. Last night I baked up some bacon-wrapped potato bites with rosemary, and threw together a quick sour cream and hot sauce dip, and the guys loved it. It wasn't intended as a dinner, but I made enough to get them full, plus we have leftovers, so yay me! Haha. Thinking of trying a recipe for mini lamb burgers next week (I cook dinner once a week), and I plan on making a banana caramel cake at my parents' for Easter.
The cleaning, while a nice form of anger management, is horrendous, since I happen to be cleaning up after people who believe themselves to live at home with Mommy still. Really, though, the biggest contributer to all this crazy mess nonsense is my darling boyfriend, who, apparently, has never REALLY cleaned a day in his life! I just tackled the hideous task of cleaning out his bathtub today (since I am damn well going to use it; I deserve a bubble bath every now and then!), which took a grand total of two hours, because, yes, he is that disgusting. I now reek of Ajax and lemon Lysol, and my hands are wrecked, but hey, the tub's clean!
Today was weird; I woke up at 5:30 AM, and haven't slept since then. This is strange, because I usually don't wake up until around 12, 1 PM (yay unemployment! D= No, I really need a job), but NOT TODAY. Went out with my friend who lives in the same complex for coffee around 7:30, then came home and cleaned. I figure I can do all sorts of cleaning and organizing now, because around 7:30 tonight, I'm heading over to said friend's apartment with the other three occupants of this apartment for dinner and game night, so yay, I don't have to cook OR clean! So exciting.
... I feel a lot older than I should, it's sad.
Now, when I'm not doing crazy housewife things, I have just about enough energy to laze around and read all day. HOWEVER, all this reading has gotten my brain cogs a'grindin', so I've gotten back into the swing of writing. You'd think this was a GOOD thing, but NO, you'd be wrong. I may have all the ideas I could want, but between all the mindless household chores and the idiotic media I'm subjected to via my boyfriend, my writing skills have dwindled down to elementary level. It's ridiculous how hard it is for me to get a good paragraph out anymore! So I have about 20 unfinished little tidbits floating around, that I'm slowly building up and, one day, might finish. Pretty much, what I'm saying is, expect the updates to continue on their most recent path of non-existence.
Oh, but, if you want to read some of the unrefined stuff that I write and won't post here (as well as stuff that I HAVE posted here; it's twice as nice!), I'd say you should check out this here site: The Cat's Hammock. It's pretty much just a writing blog, for poems, short stories, etc., so... yes.
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