I have a slight suspicion that mild havoc ensued when I changed my URL, so I’ve changed it back.
Schnaaaa. How I wish that technology worked the way I wanted it to.
I cleaned the bathroom and the kitchen today. Definitely makes me feel better to know they’re not as dirty as they were this morning. I’m not completely finished with the bathroom–aka I decided the floor could wait to be cleaned–but I will definitely be finishing that today or tomorrow. Next on the list to tackle is my room. This is coming before the living room because there is one inevitable chore that has to be done in both and that I refuse to do twice.
I hate vacuuming. Hate is a strong word, I know. I wish there was a stronger one. Abhor, maybe? I don’t know. But whatever word communicates to you that I would rather eat bacon and deal with the resulting nausea while also having a cold and dealing with finals than simply vacuum, that’s the one I’ll use.
Okay, fine. That’s not true. I think even just the eating bacon pushes me over the edge. As for colds and finals, both of those only happen twice a year, have never coincided, and had better not ever coincide. Adding bacon to just one of those would be horrendous; to both would be close to Annie’s version of hell. And I prefer even vacuuming over hell (obviously).
I just hate vacuuming. So I’m going to clean my room, move everything in the living room, vacuum them both, and not touch a vacuum for the next three months.
But I didn’t intend for this post to be about vacuuming. Honestly, I’m not quite sure what I intended it to be about. Although I do have to say it’s come above my journal in priority. And that’s not okay. I rely on my journal to help me keep my sanity. And I guess this blog is a sort of journal, but it’s not the kind of journal I have been accustomed to keeping for the past few years.
Well, some of the posts are. Like the ones on singleness, except that in my journal they’d be a lot more personal to me. I do have to admit, though, I’ve been pretty transparent here. And I’m okay with that. (Lest you think I’m not.)
I’m not sure what’s going on with my thought process today. It’s bouncing all over the place. I need somewhere to think and write and ramble and I think today this blog has been the place. sigh
I have been listening to Sara Groves and Bethany Dillon almost nonstop these past several days. It’s been pretty sweet. Last night I spent over an hour singing to Bethany Dillon and it was amazing.