today i had the day off from the day job. a nice little perk from the new multinational overloads. slept in a little. made coffee. rooster made breakfast and then rolled off to class. i had planned to clean. all weekend i was all - ok - monday gets here - i have the house to myself- i can put on that really aggro faith no more album and clean the shit out of my home. well it took 4 cycles through the album. 3.5 hours to get the worst of it done. i couldn't find the handled swiffer thing so i grabbed those pre-moistened wet floor cleaner pads and did the on the knees scrubbing thing. i move furniture and hung art. i found little critter fur tumbleweeds all day as the first layer of dust was wiped away and the hidden dust came out. i put things in storage. i threw things away. i finished up the dusting and counter wiping and putting away the clean dished with help from jolie holland and then ted hawkins. ted wanted to sing a few more times as i relaxed around 5ish when rooster got home and we made some snacky food. now the glow from twilight ocean sunset is making the sky all twelve kinds of soft orangey blue and the candles in the house are taking the chill off of the indoor air that dropped in degrees when the windows were flung open all day.
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now waiting to see if the dinner is on or off. it got thrown into maybe and so other plans might be followed up on. or maybe... maybe i'll just watch a movie and relax. that's what days off are supposed to be for... right?
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