Spring Cleaning Update

Casualty: Pyrex mixing bowl. RIP.

Status:
Kitchen--spices arranged, stove and tiles scrubbed, sliding class door washed, things thrown out from cabinets and/or consolidated. Crap thrown out includes (but is not limited to): year-old jar of maraschino cherries, caramel coffee sauce I could not stop eating, "pancake syrup".

Living room--books vetted, placed in stacks: donate to library, return to owner, keep. Slipcovers washed. Surfaces dusted. Carpet vaccuumed.

Storage closet (aka "Wampus Room")--Recycling taken to center.

I think a stanza from Frost best expresses how I'm feeling about the daunting amount of cleaning left to do:

The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep, 
And miles to go before I sleep.

Spring Cleaning

It's amazing how much messier everything gets in the process of spring cleaning. Now, the cookbook shelf is clean and organized, loose printouts of recipes tucked into binders or thrown away, vitamins vetted, microwave wiped down. But the rest of the kitchen is scarier than when I started.

G. is tackling the living room.

Cats are distressed.

Converting

I've decided I can't stand the Dem wars anymore. Clinton, Obama: grow up. I can't believe I'm saying this, but I'll be voting for McCain in the general.

Heck, he looks like a Dem if you squint.