ghostdrive | My happiness in cleaning.

I came home last night and went into a absolute cleaning frenzy. After changing all the cat litter boxes, I started on my room. Originally, I was just going to vacuum the floor (since it seems like my cats like to fling litter everywhere), but then I noticed that my shelves needed to be dusted... and my obsessive-compulsiveness kicked in (<---you know, I never noticed how much of a neat freak I was until my friends pointed it out. I just thought I was very organized [Apparently I was in denial]). I proceeded to dust every single piece of furniture (which includes 2 desks, 7 sets of shelves, an entertainment center, and a coffee table...I should note that all my furniture is black, so dust shows up like crazy on it), straighten and arrange everything on said shelves, remove cat fur from various areas (including my bed and easy chair), and then I finally vacuumed the carpet. When I was done it was around 10 p.m. Wheee!

...As odd as it may seem, I felt so much better afterward. Some people relax by taking a nice warm bath, I relax by transforming into Ms. Maid and whipping out the vacuum cleaner. ^^; I could never get work as an actual maid though, I hate cleaning up other people's messes. [I'm strange that way.]

Hey

farfromem, I'm going to scans parts of my Fruits Basket artbook later, so I'll probably post some Kyo pics for you either today or tomorrow.

Now I shall go back to watching "Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom". Hehe, I love Harrison Ford (and the boy who played Shortround is adorable as well....I can already feel Gina smirking at me now that I've said that. [I have a feeling she is going to call me a pervert]).