Cleaning up my act

It's been one of those days when I just felt... industrious. Unusual for me. And so easy to just sort of ignore that feeling of needing to get things done and read/computerize/mess around doing not much instead.

This time, though, I ignored the urge to veg and did some things that I needed to do.

Our house was supposed to be a two bedroom house. That's how it was built. The former owner turned the garage into a family room, and the living room that was at the other end of the house became our bedroom. Eric built two walls to turn it into a bedroom. Without drawing you a picture (I'm a shitty artist anyway) it would be hard to explain, but even though there are a couple hanging rods, we really don't have a closet in there. It's been a pain in the ass for a long time.

So today I took most of my clothing and put it in what used to be Matt's room. Closet and shelves and stuff all full of my clothes now.

I had a lot of unfolded laundry to catch up with, too. And hell, a lot of dirty clothes. I had a recliner in the corner of my bedroom, and that was sort of the place I threw stuff that I thought I might wear again as well as stuff I couldn't put away because of no closet/drawer space. It was piled pretty high.

So I dug that out. Then moved the chair to the living room. We were gifted with a recliner and sofa a couple months ago, and needed another one in the living room. The sofa, while it looks nice and is pretty, is one we sink down into. Easier to get up from the recliner, especially with glass knees. Now I can be comfy when I sit in the living room with the fam. Lyssa has been hogging the sofa anyway... being all crafty and making things. I will post some photos for you later in the week, she's done several things lately.

So I did nine loads of laundry today (rugs and sheets and stuff as well as clothing) dishes, folding and hanging and folding and hanging and washing... I managed to read a little (I'm reading House Rules by Jodi Picoult... she's a very good writer, worth reading. She's wonderful at developing characters and making you care about the bad guys as well as the good ones.)

I ate some leftover bbq beef sandwich. I think leftovers are one of the best reasons for making them in the first place. After the beef sits in the sauce all night it tastes even better. If you ask me. Which you did not.

I found time to play on Facebook a little bit, talk to my imaginary friends online, and I even had time to go to the bathroom.

I also added a little disclaimer to the bottom of my blog. I hope it covers everything. If you think of something I didn't include, leave it in the comments for me. Wanna make sure I cover everything, as I am about to start talking about a totally fictitious job. Not mine, of course.