My mom is currently at the Phoenix airport, preparing to fly out to Seattle for her very first visit here since I moved. This means a variety of wonderful things, including but not limited to:
- My dog will get trained
- My car will get fixed
- My closet will get organized
- My fridge will have food in it other than Diet Coke and ketchup
I was at work yesterday afternoon wandering around the office collecting people's leftovers from lunch to take home to eat for dinner. And MAN did I have a feast afterward (beef taco with cheese, homemade blueberry pie and cinnamon cookies ... I'm sure all the food groups made it in there somewhere), but people were like, "Uh ... does anybody feed you?" No. Nobody feeds me. And therein lies the problem. So my mom will be here to feed me, hooray!
But anyway she will be here in three and a half hours, which means the cleaning of my apartment must commence NOW. But don't worry, I'll be by later to check in with you guys. />My mom is currently at the Phoenix airport, preparing to fly out to Seattle for her very first visit here since I moved. This means a variety of wonderful things, including but not limited to:
- My dog will get trained
- My car will get fixed
- My closet will get organized
- My fridge will have food in it other than Diet Coke and ketchup
I was at work yesterday afternoon wandering around the office collecting people's leftovers from lunch to take home to eat for dinner. And MAN did I have...