Stories About Caves

So in the past couple of hours, I’ve:

  • gone round the kitchen floor with a wet washcloth and then wet paper towels, cleaning up the few stains and couple of gunky things, because Boyfriend doesn’t have a mop
  • vacuumed the kitchen floor twice
  • vacuumed what I can get to of the living room floor once (and I can’t get to much of it because Boyfriend’s Roommate has an extra table in here temporarily for his new computer)
  • put what dishes I can into the dishwasher and ran it
  • washed the rest of the dishes by hand
  • washed the stove top, including taking all the burners off and cleaning off the burners and under the burners, etc, and
  • cleaned the kitchen counter tops.

All of this because I want the house to be DAMN CLEAN when Boyfriend gets back on Sunday. I will be staying here over the weekend and cleaning even more and also doing all the cake stuff. 

I love cleaning… and I love making Boyfriend smile… and I know he likes it when things are clean, so there ya go!