Another (less fortunate) side effect of having the apartment to myself:
its a disaster area.
Today I pitted 2lbs of cherries for the cherry pie I'm making tomorrow. (Sidenote: pie dough with the KA is the BEST) I spilled cherry juice all over my coffee table. I have not cleaned it. I brought books back from AZ - they are all over the place. Records? Everywhere and not put away. Dishes? Haven't done them in dayyyyyyyyyyyys. The ones I have done have not been put away. Neither the trash nor recycling have been taken out. Boxes and assorted packaging from my new toys are scattered about. Cookbooks are in rooms they don't belong. Laundry I did on Sunday is still in the dryer, and is probably so wrinkled that the only thing to do is rewash. In my kitchen there are 3 cabinets I haven't bothered to close.
I'm disgusting.
How was your trip to see Megan? I wish I could have been here last weekend when you came home. Hope you are doing well. I say don't worry about cleaning the apt until the night before he comes homes.
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