Hungover
I am currently fighting the urge to vacuum.
I know, you’re shocked. Or, you feel there is false advertising going on. Afterall, it says right in the little bio over there that I’m not really into the whole “cleaning” thing. And really, it’s generally not so much a priority in my life. Trust me, no one is more shocked by this development than I.
But…There was a party. And now there’s crap all over my floor. Seriously, everywhere I look, little bits of stuff. And it’s really getting on my nerves. There is nothing I’d like better than to whip out the vacuum.
But I can’t. Not even I am mean enough to suck up all of these beads and sequins and clickits and assorted other bitsies just one day after they were freed from their boxes.
Tomorrow, however, is another story.