my family is arriving at my house in about an hour. i'm working from home today, so i've spent the day alternately typing industriously on my laptop, idly surfing online, and maniacally scrubbing floors (on my KNEES! i washed my kitchen floor BY HAND! i mean.. not that i normally have a robot do it, but i don't usually get down on actual hands and knees and SCRUB, is what i'm saying).
my mom keeps a very clean house. VERY VERY clean. i keep a moderately clean house - i don't like too much clutter, i vaccuum with some consistency, wipe down counters every night, you know. but i don't, uh, wash baseboards, for example. or think to wash bedroom doors or fan blades very often. so when my mom comes, i go into hyper-overdrive-clean and suddenly i'm washing windows and dusting books. this is when it's kind of good i don't live with a boy, because i'm pretty sure i'd get a lot of raised eyebrows and silent mocking.
oh, i wanted to mention that i am No Longer Drowny. (yay!) you'd think one of these days i'd remember what pms is like, and how HEY, LOOK! IT ALWAYS MAKES ME MOPEY! but.. apparently not. i blame it on 10 entire pms-free years setting an unfair precedent.
ok, off to go dust plant leaves, or something equally insane. then: fun family weekend! yay! i hope you all have faaaantastic weekends. go forth! enjoy your weekend!