I love our apartment.

I cleaned house on Friday night/Saturday morning because I thought a friend from Eugene was going to be in town and she wanted to see the place. She canceled on me, right after I finished scrubbing the toilets and shower (somehow my mom brainwashed me into thinking that all girls will be terribly disgusted unless a house is spotless, thanks mom...) and making sure everything was looking great. So I had a beautifully clean apartment and no one to share it with. I was about ready to see if the mailman wanted something to eat when he came to the door, just so I'd have an excuse to show off all my hard work, but I thought that would be a little weird, and a little desperate of me. Now, 5 days later, the place looks like someone lives in it again... There's a couple dishes in the sink, a few articles of clothing laying on the floor exactly where I changed for bed the night before, It doesn't smell like "fresh orange" cleaner anymore, but it sure feels comfortable. The most exciting thing is that very soon I will have to do all the cleaning over again, but this time it will be for Kari and Kirstin! The girls were going to take over the apartment and I'll take back my old room at my parent's house for the week. Well... Back to work for me. I hope that everyone is having a great day. The sun is out, the sky is blue, the air is warm, so that can only mean one thing... Time to go back to my cube and wish I were outside.

Steve