Law of Window Cleaning: It's on the other side

A few days ago, Carly posted about her cleaning frenzy. While I don't hate cleaning, (except the dishes, ew) I do have to be in the mood, and oddly, I frequently do better when I have company over, or someone to talk to.

Last night, for the first night in what seems like weeks, I had nothing to do. I got to stay home, chill, do homework, read, whatever I wanted. So what did I do? I cleaned the apartment. And when I say cleaned, I mean, I cleaned. I re-organized the kitchen cupboards, moving small appliances and bake ware around so it was easier to access, I got out the fish tank, cleaned it up and prepared some water, cause T and I are thinking about adopting some fish. Randall the camel needs some company. I moved a bookshelf, a file cabinet and a smaller shelf, to fit better in the new living room arrangement T and I concocted the other night. I went through and organized/threw away/boxed up a bookshelf full of books and a dining room table covered in school-related materials. I washed the kitchen towels and rugs. I dusted the console table and picked up the few things in the living room that hadn't been resolved yet.

When I woke up this morning, and went to make my lunch for the day, there was a message from T, wondering what we were going to do tonight ("date night") since we'd planned on cleaning to a movie tonight. I guess we'll just have to relax and watch a movie. With no work to do at all. Or we could go adopt those fish we were thinking about.