I woke up this morning with an overwhelming urge to clean. A deep clean urge, typically reserved for when I break up with a man (rarely) orbecome employment challenged (ahem). Considering that one of the two life events has happened recently, I did a pretty good scrub to the house about 6 weeks ago. However…
My house, filled with two filthy dogs of labradorian lineage, needs some lovin. Recently, my dogs seem to have started tracking in exponentially more dirt than normal. As in, FILTHYAMOUNTS OF DUST. As I did the morning shuffle to the back of the house to let the pups out, I noticed that my house was looking less than. I consumed my daily dose of 24 Hour Energy, and got online. Found a plethora of lists dedicated to fall cleaning, printed one out, and now I’m ready to go.
Truthfully, the timing is perfect. I don’t have a ton going on today- few phone interviews and that’s it. I could pretend that I have a ton of contract work to be completed, but let’s face it, that’s not happening today. I could nap again today, but well, that’s boring. Instead I’m going to feather my nest, clean and get ready for the FIRST FREEZE OF THE YEAR.
By the by, if you are reading this from the DFW area, you must be living under a rock if you don’t know that it’s going to freeze tonight. The newscasters and my boy Pete Delkus have been talking about this for a week. I got an email from a local garden company reminding me what to do with THE FREEZE. I got an email from a plumbing company reminding me to leave water dripping in my pipes. Sigh.
Slight tangent here: I’m originally not from Texas. I grew up in Michigan where it got cold early and stayed that way for a long time. The winter season wasn’t news worthy. People just knew what to do. I’ve been down here for almost 13 years now, and I still snark when I hear the “FIRST FREEZE OF THE YEAR” alerts. Seriously people, it’s all caps worthy.
Back to cleaning. My plan today is to scrub my house, attack the bathrooms, put on a big pot of some kind of soup and make some bread. I’m trying to take a craptastical (see what I did there) mood and push my way through it. I’m really hoping that more work comes through very, very soon. There might be a post tomorrow about what it feels like to be in your late 30’s, underemployed in a market filled with people younger and cheaper than you. Or maybe I won’t.
Either way, today, I’m embracing my inner Alice.