Finally, after 5 weeks, I’m home. Only it doesn’t feel like my home.
It feels like someone else’s home.
Someone responsible. Someone with cleaning OCD. Someone who happily entertains at a moment’s notice instead of having to be warned 6 months in advance so they can “tidy up a bit.” Someone who hangs professionally framed art on the walls instead of pages ripped from last year’s “Nuns Having Fun” calendar secured with a staple gun. Someone who spends their money on new floors and paint instead of yarn and Nutella.
Someone who’s an adult.
You can see why I’d be uncomfortable, right?
Last night I was trying to figure out where to put a Christmas tree and my red, three-eyed, furry monstroctopus when I heard a familiar yacking sound followed shortly by Hobbes throwing up on the new carpet.
Ten minutes later the oven door fell off.
Ahhh…home.
Nice that you could settle in so quickly!
Me too. I don’t do well outside of the Fortress of Solitude.
Finally back to almost normal! I’m with you lady. I’m finally unpacking all my belongings after the never ending bug war in my apartment. What is the lemony scent? Oh yeah, CLEAN!
What do you know? Lemon isn’t just for fish sticks after all!
Oh we are like twins! I had to deal with barf too. That familiar smell of regurgitated food is what makes a house a home, right?
Have a wonderful holiday week and days off!!! And, welcome home. xxoo
I will never get used to the smell of sparkly ribbon barf on new carpet. *yarg*
Hope you’re having a great holiday too! XOXOX!!!
Not….laughing….at the oven…..door falling…..offfff. *gasp*
You’re laughing WITH me, right?
A clean house is the sign of an unstable mind.
Nature adores chaos. This is the 2nd Law of Thermodynamics.
Lol, how very true. I felt sorry growing up cause my mom was the neat freak and my dad, 2 sisters and myself didnt care much for cleaning and it was a constant battle with her.
It took my mom years to give up trying to get us to clean our rooms and just close the doors instead. Poor, hard-headed woman!
No argument there.
Chaos adores me. Especially when travelling via sewer water.
1) I LOVE THE SNOW
2) My apartment was clean for like 10 minutes on Saturday… Then Manfriend came home.
I never knew how many coats a couch could hold till I started living with him…
1) I loved the snow the couple of times we’ve had it.
2) 10 minutes is pretty impressive considering you LIVE with Manfriend!