"73 DEGREES FOR THE FIRST TIME IN 6 MONTHS"
Something to that effect greeted me when I unfolded the Chicago Tribune this morning. You could just tell it was going to be one of those awesome days that no matter what happens, you're gonna be in a good mood.
Spring is totally in the air and as such I have embarked on a relentless Cleaning Rampage.
This is partially sparked by Roomie's departure; not because of her (although the shower drain will hopefully no longer be slowed by her long, curly, luscious blond hair) but rather due to her cats vacating the premises. Don't get me wrong, they grew on me and all, but Holy Shit did they shed.
Needless to say, I've gone through more than my fair share of trash bags and paper towels in recent days, but it seems to paying off. For one thing, the whole place smells a lot better and now when I walk around barefoot on the wood floor, the bottom of my feet are longer black.
Though I still live within the same four walls, this feels like an altogether new place...My Place [ED: & sorta my Dad's]. For the first time ever! This kicks so much ass!