bitterdiva

Cleansing the soul

This weekend I managed to get a good majority of the stuff that I had wanted to get done for months, done. Mostly in part of staying out of K's way while he naps. I vacuumed the apartment, washed the dining room and kitchen floor (which took me three hours to accomplish between moving furniture, scrubbing, and pain), cleaned out the fridge, did four rounds of dishes, cleaned up the living room, go grocery shopping sunday morning, made dinner saturday and sunday, worked on the district build, talked to my family, and took care of Kris.

I was playing the role of my mother, care for the invalid while cleaning the apartment. I've decided that it's not fun playing mother, it's too much freaking work for one person to do all by lonesome. I don't know how she does it, I think if I were her, I'd be taking more vacations to get away from my family. My back and neck are currently screaming from hunching over to scrub the filth away.

I stayed home Friday evening because I felt it would be wrong of me to leave Kris by himself while I went out and drank. If it were me, I would want to stay home and play board games or watch movies with my friends. It was a pleasant weekend altogether though, having spent so much time cuddling with him; very rare do I get him separated from the Internets and focused on relaxing in bed.

Tonight, it's more dishes, dinner, and development.

03:16 PM

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