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I've been so busy frantically editing to help my author meet his deadline, that I'm only just starting to frantically houseclean in preparation for tonight's impending boyfriend visit.
At the very least, I'd want to do the level of cleaning I'd do for any houseguest - stop using the guestroom bed as extra storage space, make sure there are clean linens, and de-cat the bathroom.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
nukewolf gets the VIP treatment, though. For him, I've even vaccuumed. (He doesn't get the Deluxe VIP treatment: moving furniture to vaccuum. Only visiting parents, inlaws and employers get that.) Still, he visits just often enough that the apartment stays relatively clean. :)
This morning, I went to the post office to mail Mom's Day cards and send off a blanket I made for a friend who's expecting. I got so focused on packing up the blanket that I completely zoned out and put the cards through the slot without putting the stamps on them first. Luckily the kind post office employee dug the cards out of the bin for me so that I could give them postage. I'm very glad now that I typically use the drop slot instead of the mailboxes. If I'd put them in a mailbox, there would have been no chance.
At some point soon, I should probably stop and eat something. I'm thinking of taking myself out to lunch so that I'm forced to sit down and have a meal without getting distracted and starting to work on something that needs doing. I've been putting in 12-16 hour days on the novel. Last night was the first worknight that I forced myself to go and have a meal away from my desk in about a week.
I do remember to eat, usually, because I have things that I can heat or reheat without much thought, but... as an example, I have an electric kettle that shuts itself off when it's done. I usually end up boiling the same water about five times a day without ever getting around to making tea. I flip the switch, go back to work, pop my head up an hour later and realize I'm still thirsty, flip the switch, go back to work... So since I seem to be extra distracted today and already completely blanked on breakfast, suspecting that I won't remember to have lunch if I don't get out of here isn't terribly unrealistic. Meanwhile, anyone who's known me in person for any length of time can tell you that the low blood sugar plummet is not pretty on me.
It'll be nice to have a forced break from this routine for a few days. Relaxation, and no plans! Well, not quite an entire lack of plans... we do have some evening plans over the weekend, but otherwise it's all wide open. We haven't even decided on something touristy to do.
At the very least, I'd want to do the level of cleaning I'd do for any houseguest - stop using the guestroom bed as extra storage space, make sure there are clean linens, and de-cat the bathroom.
nukewolf gets the VIP treatment, though. For him, I've even vaccuumed. (He doesn't get the Deluxe VIP treatment: moving furniture to vaccuum. Only visiting parents, inlaws and employers get that.) Still, he visits just often enough that the apartment stays relatively clean. :)This morning, I went to the post office to mail Mom's Day cards and send off a blanket I made for a friend who's expecting. I got so focused on packing up the blanket that I completely zoned out and put the cards through the slot without putting the stamps on them first. Luckily the kind post office employee dug the cards out of the bin for me so that I could give them postage. I'm very glad now that I typically use the drop slot instead of the mailboxes. If I'd put them in a mailbox, there would have been no chance.
At some point soon, I should probably stop and eat something. I'm thinking of taking myself out to lunch so that I'm forced to sit down and have a meal without getting distracted and starting to work on something that needs doing. I've been putting in 12-16 hour days on the novel. Last night was the first worknight that I forced myself to go and have a meal away from my desk in about a week.
I do remember to eat, usually, because I have things that I can heat or reheat without much thought, but... as an example, I have an electric kettle that shuts itself off when it's done. I usually end up boiling the same water about five times a day without ever getting around to making tea. I flip the switch, go back to work, pop my head up an hour later and realize I'm still thirsty, flip the switch, go back to work... So since I seem to be extra distracted today and already completely blanked on breakfast, suspecting that I won't remember to have lunch if I don't get out of here isn't terribly unrealistic. Meanwhile, anyone who's known me in person for any length of time can tell you that the low blood sugar plummet is not pretty on me.
It'll be nice to have a forced break from this routine for a few days. Relaxation, and no plans! Well, not quite an entire lack of plans... we do have some evening plans over the weekend, but otherwise it's all wide open. We haven't even decided on something touristy to do.
