octette

i have a list of things i have to do before i move out of here, and the days on which i am going to do them. on the list for saturday is to clean the back room and wash the floor, and then clean the kitchen and get rid of everything from the kitchen. sunday i am supposed to take out all the trash, and all the furniture that no one wants. etc etc etc. i am already ahead of the list, because i cleaned the back room today.

i feel like i am getting sick, so i am popping advil and zicam. everyone else has been really sick — i am lucky to have avoided it so far, i think. i have my fingers crossed that this is just a tiny little bit of sickness, because what i’d really like to do is spend tomorrow cleaning the kitchen and getting rid of things.

i really like to be ahead of schedule all of the time. i hate being late for things.

this is a picture of the bottle of zicam my dad gave to me. also, you can see my two toothbrushes. this is in case i lose one, since i am always losing toothbrushes. right now i have one at my mom’s, one at my dad’s, one at shira’s, and two here. the mug you see is the mug the cats used to drink out of when they lived here. the other day i caught myself filling it up with water, in case one of the cats wanted a drink. i miss them a lot.

also, the apartment makes weird noises that can no longer be explained away by kittens, and it makes me anxious.

tonight i am going to bed early. i guess watching bones and burn notice and supernatural will have to wait until tomorrow.