Yeah, my house is remarkably untidy, and I have yet to have the post-travel reserves back to do anything about it. And I only went halfway across the country, not halfway across the world!

Maybe later today. The SO is marinating some portabellos in balsamic & olive oil with shallots, garlic & tarragon, to be grilled with gouda. So I figure after the nom I should have some energy.

Depends on if I'm going to church tonight, I guess.

I am kinda immobilized not know what to do next. I know I need to do cleaning before the exterminators come to inspect on Monday, but what exactly to do next? no idea. There is just sooooo much.

we'd probably look at Kent for living arrangements

Cool. There are some lovely towns in easy reach of London there.

Beds are stripped and remade. Laundry's sorted. Toys picked up. I still need to sweep, run the dishwasher and wipe down counters.

I'm tired and just want to take a nap.

I am in the Orlando Hyatt. My room is approximately six billion miles away from the elevator. Why did I think it was a good idea to do my lower body workout yesterday, again? Ow.

My apartment needs vacuuming, but my vacuum broke. It's currently at the Vacuum Hospital (seriously, that's the name of the place) waiting for a new belt and giving me a lovely excuse not to clean.

Happy Lammas to all!

It occurred to me as I was sweeping the floors at my apartment today that I was unconsciously trying to avoid coming in to the office by finding housework to do. Though at least I got clean laundry, clean dishes, and an empty trash can out of the bargain before the realization hit me.

Cleaning is a time-honored procrastination technique for me. I'd much rather do the dishes than grade a set of papers.

The thing is, I only get around to doing floors when they're horrifying or when I'm in some weird state of mind, like desperately procrastinating or hopped up on the Atkins Diet with too much energy at 1 am.

We just bought a new TV. Yay! And they'll haul away our current 250-pound TV. Yay!