I woke up this morning with the urge to decorate our apartment for fall. I jumped up out of bed, excited to break out decorations that I haven't seen since over a year ago, but then I quickly realized that I really needed to clean first. Ugh. Cleaning.
My husband and I keep our place pretty clean. We can almost be labeled as neat freaks. We're the type of people who like to clean up after we make a mess. It's the dust that gets the best of our place--I like to blame it on the central air units and the ceiling fans. But seriously, where does all the dust come from?!
So, as soon as I got out of bed, I was on a cleaning warpath. I cleaned every room and scrubbed our bathroom down - yuck, worst part. My husband is working today, but I'm sure if he caught me in the middle of my cleaning warpath, he would've thought something was seriously wrong with me. I was on a mission...I even managed to do a few loads of laundry. I have no idea where the energy came from.
I'm now too exhausted to decorate for fall. But, there's always tomorrow, right?
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