Anybody who knows me knows my car is frequently a giant collection of trash and random shit I accumulate over the course of a semester. Tonight I had agreed to take one of my work regulars out to dinner and she’s basically like my grandma so I couldn’t let her see my car in it’s natural state. Porthos was there in the first pic to add more fur (he was crying and being obnoxious so I let him hang out while I was cleaning.) I still gotta scrub the seats but I am so damn proud of myself
After the dishes piled up since tuesday, I tackled that mess yesterday and managed sink zero! Photo is in between, not before as I grabbed the camera while getting a new dishtowel. Also
cleaned the sink (fought against persistent limescale/water spots), checked the content of the fridge, put everything in the kitchen
back in its place, swept the kitchen floor and took the trash out. That took a 45/20 and a 25/20.
And today I washed the dishes while waiting for other stuff to be done and now the sink is empty again :)
The great unfuckening of 2018. Between pulling out the Christmas stuff, work being an absolute monster, my monthly cleaning service being unavailable, and Brutus the Wonder Dog being sick, my apartment got a little out of control.
The kitchen took two 45/15s, not counting the first run of the dishwasher. Though that’s when I did the dining table and walked the dog. The bathroom was merely a 20, as it was mostly clutter and a quick wipe-down. (Before pic not taken.)
The dining room table was a beast, but really only took one 45 session.
Not pictured: 4 loads of laundry, vacuuming, mopping, and the removal of Christmas lights. And dusting. Omg the dusting. No one warns you how much extra dust owning a dog will bring.
