Now that my boyfriend is living with me while he looks for a new house, I find myself more concerned with making sure my apartment is clean, that I look cute and that all of my dirty laundry is not covering the floor, but rather piled up in a basket at the very least.
I have stopped leaving small piles of my stuff all over and falling asleep on the couch while watching the 10 p.m. news.
I’m home sick today, haven’t bothered to get out my pyjamas yet and trying to motivate myself to take a shower, wash the dishes and put on some clean pyjamas. I even thought about putting on some mascara … but mainly because I just really like mascara.
The funny thing is … he might notice, but he probably won’t care and will just ask me if I’m feeling better and make dinner. I think he might even be working late tonight.
I do need a shower though. 🙂 And it will make me feel better.
I have no idea where this post is going. I just took some more cold medicine and am trying to get my cat to stop chewing on my laptop cord. The little furry bastard likes to chew through them, but while boyfriend’s have stopped working because they were severed by my cat’s teeth, my cord continues to work fine despite the tooth marks all over the place.
I think I need to get Jib a friend. He needs a new cat buddy because I think his chewing of cords is to just get our attention because he’s alone so much during the day. Little does he know he’s risking electrocution with this ploy for attention. I’m going to spray all the cords with hot pepper spray to stop him. I really don’t want to find a fried kitty.
yup … cold medicine. brain tangents. shower time.