You know what? Vacuuming really sucks.

Since the entire state of Washington is under a winter storm watch/advisory, I've decided that today is a good day to clean house. Especially since I didn't feel like exercising today and cleaning house can actually burn a lot of calories. There is a reason why they call it "house WORK."

It is currently windy as all get out (in the Tri-Cities, NO WAY!), and trying rain/hail/snow/slush. WE HAVE PRECIPITATION, OKAY.

Since my husband and I said that we were going to vacuum and deep clean on Sunday (and then didn't), I'm doing it today. I'm going to try and recover the dining room table again and then unearth the guest room, seeing as in little over a week my baby sister is going to be sleeping there.

I'm not too terribly worried about the dining room table - most of it is paperwork I need to shred and toss, and put my CDs back into my car. There is also the small matter of cleaning out the box that I'm going to store the TCLBA documents in, but I'm also planning on getting around to that today as well. The guest room requires me to find something to do with our old home theater system, as we have no use for it now. The DVD/CD player is a little wonky, but otherwise it works just fine. I think we were going to try and pawn it off on my husband's sister or parents, otherwise we were going to take it in for recycling. I then get to tuck boxes, bags that were brought down due to traveling, and try and find a place for costume pieces. Which may or may not include me taking everything out of the closet to try and get everything to fit. I'll cross that bridge when I get there.

At the moment I really should have lunch and get going again, and remind myself to put on a sweat shirt before I go into the guest room because we have it closed off and it's cold in there.

Acheivement Unlocked: The apartment is clean

So in today's earlier post I noted that I was running around the apartment cleaning because the weather sucked and I should have done it over the weekend.

I can now honestly say that I am done. At least with the stuff that I can take care of on my own. Apparently my husband has plans for the old home theater system and he's flat out refusing to put his books away. (I should note here that all of my books are on the shelf where they belong, alphabetical by author, and then reading order within certain series or order of publication.) The dining room table is mostly cleared off, and by mostly I mean that there's the folder with all of the KNRC fundraiser stuff in it, some junk mail and receipts I have to sort through, and then a print I bought in Cannon Beach back in May of '08 that I still haven't framed and put up still left on it.

ANYWAY.

The point is that things are recovered to the point that should a complete stranger want to see the apartment I would not be embarrassed to let them in. Of course now I've just noticed the wilting roses from Valentine's Day that I should toss...but I'm thinking that's a job for tomorrow. It's not even a matter of things being dirty - as a quick broom to the kitchen and the bathroom will take care of most of the messes there.

Of course I'm now worn out. It's why they call it house work. And while I do not want this to be my entire life (do not expect me to be that perfect 1950s housewife with dress and the crinoline and the apron and the heels and the pearls, I'm more likely to stab you in the eye with a dull spoon that wear that all day), I do find it cathartic to toss things I don't need anymore and clean away the dust and the cobwebs.

I'll probably spend the rest of the evening sitting back and watching a movie, but I'm not sure which one...