Saturday morning, instead of our usual Netflix Binge and Stuff Our Faces, we decided to clean the fuck out of the house. He knocked out the bathrooms and I cleaned the kitchen and vacuumed. I hate cleaning bathrooms. 🤢
This went on through early Sunday Morning. My house has never been cleaner.
But now, I’m relaxing. Yesterday was errands day which meant driving around in that heat. I hate summers here.
There’ll be no cleaning today except for the cats’ boxes. There’ll be no errands that take all day long.
There’s only reading, binging on Netflix, napping, making the kitties love me, rub Ginger’s velvety ears, hug my children until they can’t stand it anymore, and doing nothing.
I’m chilling the fuck out today.