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uberreinigerHaving guests is hard work. Cleaning house is such an alien concept to me. I don't live in a sty, but I'm not exactly fastiduious about having all surfaces gleaming either. But... I want to have the house looking nice when Anya arrives. Granted, Anya would love me if I lived on a dung heap and wore sack cloth and bitter ashes, but, well, let's just say I don't want to make her *have* to love me that much :)
Lesley has often said that if we were in a relationship we'd fight all the time. I'm beginning to think she may be right, but not for the reasons she thinks. Lesley likes a clean house. If I had a nickle for every time I've interrupted her at house cleaning I could hire a maid for her and quit feeling bad for interrupting her. I, on the other hand, look around me and go "Okay, can I still see the original color of the carpet/sink/shower tile? Yes? Okay. Then it can go another month without cleaning." So yeah, romantic entanglements with us would likely be messy. Get it? MESSY? HAR! HAR! *smacks self* Ow!...
But the point is, the house is clean and now I can just chill and rock out to some nice dark metal until Anya and Co. arrive. So why am I still on here talking to y'all? I dunno. Guess I'll see ya later! As soon as Anya leaves tomorrow more friends arrive and it's off to downtown KC for the EXTOL/DEMON HUNTER concert. Expect a long post tomorrow night telling you all about it. I know, I know, you're all reading this going "Gee Tyree, we can barely CONTAIN our anticipation and enthusiasm." To which I say, that's very sweet of you all! Thanks!
:)
Lesley has often said that if we were in a relationship we'd fight all the time. I'm beginning to think she may be right, but not for the reasons she thinks. Lesley likes a clean house. If I had a nickle for every time I've interrupted her at house cleaning I could hire a maid for her and quit feeling bad for interrupting her. I, on the other hand, look around me and go "Okay, can I still see the original color of the carpet/sink/shower tile? Yes? Okay. Then it can go another month without cleaning." So yeah, romantic entanglements with us would likely be messy. Get it? MESSY? HAR! HAR! *smacks self* Ow!...
But the point is, the house is clean and now I can just chill and rock out to some nice dark metal until Anya and Co. arrive. So why am I still on here talking to y'all? I dunno. Guess I'll see ya later! As soon as Anya leaves tomorrow more friends arrive and it's off to downtown KC for the EXTOL/DEMON HUNTER concert. Expect a long post tomorrow night telling you all about it. I know, I know, you're all reading this going "Gee Tyree, we can barely CONTAIN our anticipation and enthusiasm." To which I say, that's very sweet of you all! Thanks!
:)
