What's odd is that I thought I had done okay. I got to bed sort of late, because Forest got home a little after midnight, and I wanted to say haloo and whatnot. I spent nearly two hours trying to fix the light fixture in my dining room since we're having company, and failing. I just plain can't get it to work. When I went to bed it was all in peices, and on my mind for a while.
Then I know I dozed off, but I remember a long spat of battling the cat. She has taken to attacking me at random since she's been in heat. I really need to get her fixed but haven't had the time. While I was trying to sleep she was clawing my face and pouncing on me from all different angles. Her favorite move seems to be perching on the top of the bedpost, then leaping down on me with all her needle-sharp claws bared. She is now Leeloo the ninja cat assassin, I guess. All I could do last night is lay there and moan at her, and uselessly bat her away, because I was so tired.
I know I dozed off again, and then the thunderstorm started. It was a really lovely one, crash-boom-banging continuously for quite a while. Then I vaguely remember listening to Forest sing in his sleep. I'm sure he'd deny it, but he does it once in a while. Last night he was singing the theme song from "Sesame Street", I think. His diction isn't very good while he's snoring, so it's kind of hard to tell.
The alarm went off this morning and I didn't feel I had slept at all, thanks to the assorted entertainments of the night. I'm still tired.
I'm excited, too, though. Hopefully tonight I have most of my friends coming over for Tiffiny's farewell party, when we're all going to tie her up and mail her back to Risto in Finland. She can hardly wait to get there, and I can't say I blame her. They've been apart a long time.
Originally we were going to have a fire and a cookout, with hot dogs and s'mores and all that, but it's supposed to be rainy/stormy all night, so Forest and I have been scrambling about rethinking the plans. Now we are having a monstrous taco salad, chips and salsa, and Forest is going to make strawberry shortcakes. My sweety is really good with ice cream, so that ought to be nice. Hopefully I can get to the grocery store and get home in time to get things cleaned up, though. I spent what little time I had this weekend on yardwork, since we were planning to be outside. The house is still a mess, though, and there are people coming who have never been there! I hate to have a messy house for company, but particularly for first-time guests. First impressions suck.
Our bedroom is piled with clean laundry. We're really good at getting it done, but we suck at putting it away, mostly because our closet still isn't done being fixed, I think. In the ninja room things are okay, but just need to be tidied up and vacuumed. The living room needs to have its shelves straightened, and as usual there are videotapes and CD's to be put away, remotes to be extracted from the couch, and the carpet needs to be deodorized again. Leeloo had an accident in there when she was small, and I've never been able to find the stench to get rid of it. (Forest says "there's always incense...)
The dining room table is piled with junk mail, Kirstin's school stuff, and the light fixture I've been trying for weeks to repair. Hanging from the ceiling are the remains of the old one. The kitchen needs to have the non-kitchen things removed from it (I've got all the bills sorted out there) and then needs to be scrubbed from top to bottom. The floor in there reflects that I spent the weekend tromping in and out of there with grass clippings and mud on my shoes. Enchanting.
The mud room is piled high with junk as usual, and needs to be cleaned out. Kirstin's room is a disaster as always, and smells of the dirty clothes that I've been trying to get her to pick up for the past month. (And she wonders why she never has anything to wear.)
I also need to clean the bathroom and change the cat litter.
Umm. Well, the stairwell is clean! The dishes are done, and the lawn is mowed. That counts for something, right?
I'm probably being overly picky. Forest thinks I'm nuts about this stuff; but really, clutter drives me crazy, and what I'm talking about here is annoying little bits of clutter. Remote controls on the couch. CDs on top of the entertainment center. Books sitting sideways on the shelf instead of straight up and down. Shoes piled up instead of in a row.
Quit looking at me like that.
This week is filling up fast, and I'll be glad if I can get things organized tonight, because it will give me a head start for that which is to come. I don't think I'll have more time to deal with it until Sunday at the earliest, and then Forest and I will be headed out of town one week from tonight! WHEEEEeeee!
I hope the weather shapes up a bit, though. I don't mind it being a little cool, but it would suck to have it rain the whole time we're on the island.
