So I'm not really an overly obsessive cleaner. Things can go for weeks being fairly messy and I'm totally ok with it. Let me clarify that I mean dirty like clothes all over the place, papers piling up. I do not mean mold growing, garbage strewn about dirty. Anyway, I'm ok with my mess for days at a stretch and then one day, poof, I can't take it anymore. And then I clean like a mad fool, no matter what else I have going on or what time it is. Suddenly the mess just bothers me and feels like it's growing and multiplying and then I can't take it anymore.
Today was one of those days. In addition, I decided that since I am stuck in this hellhole for a while longer, I need to find a way to make it more livable.
There's a little backstory involved here. My dad was diagnosed with leukemia in May. I was living in New Orleans doing a lot of nothing with myself. So when I found out, I decided there was no reason not to come home and be with my family. I made this decision, packed and was out of New Orleans in a week. I had lived there for 6 years. So I have a lot of crap, most of which was thrown into Rubbermaids, thrown into a U-Haul and dragged home to Milwaukee. An aside to the story that doesn't have much to do with my point is that on my last night in New Orleans, my then boyfriend of 3 years went ballistic. I won't elaborate, but trust me, it was crazy. So as if leaving a place I had made home as well as my best friends, learning about my dad and moving cross country in a week weren't difficult enough, I got to add crazy, out of control EX boyfriend to the mix.
When I got here I put tons of pictures up and things all over my very tiny room to make me less homesick and to make the whole thing seem less traumatic and abrupt. Seemed like a good idea at the time, but now, months later, I realize that I have a ton of crap populating a room not much larger than a refrigerator box. So tonight I packed it all up and tomorrow the whole room is getting rearranged. I'm hoping that my zenlike cleaning and rearranging will help to make the walls feel a little less like they're closing in on me.
Also, I would post about the football games today, but I DIDNT SEE THEM. You may ask, Nicole, why didn't you watch today's playoff games and I would have to reply that I was out taking my mother shopping for literally the entire day. I left at 10am and returned after 4 pm. I woke up and left shortly thereafter and returned at dark. My whole day, gone. And in the process I missed a Colts game that apparently defies description and am now completely out of the loop. Balls, I tell you. Balls.
The only positive to all of this was finding my absolute favorite wine. I first drank it in Puerto Rico and could find it at the grocery store in New Orleans, but a thorough search of every grocery and liquor store in the area had me empty handed. But thank you, Cost Plus World Market, for having my Rene Barber. Thank you so much. So it's wino night tonight, while I pack, dust and read. Good thing it doesn't matter whether or not I wake up with a hangover.
If anyone feels like they can give an apt description of the playoff mayhem I missed, I'd greatly appreciate it!