I got the house cleaning bug bite yesterday bad! I cleaned and cleaned until I could look in each room and feel satisfied. I'm not very domesticated so this was a major feat of mine. When I get in that mood, I just have to roll with it.
Every time I get to feeling better, I want to go out and get a job. Any job. I just want a paycheck. So I've been plotting all day various avenues that would lead me to employment. If dad knew, he would go crazy!!! I want something repetitious and easy. Mind numbingly boring.