It's getting down to crunch time. I have the keys. I have the way. Do I have the will? I can out-think, I can out-play, but can I out-last? How did all this crap get in my house? I feel like I went out of town for a while and somebody came in and hid all this garbage in the deep, dark corners of my apartment. Only they didn't because I recognize the stuff and still can't bring myself to just throw it out.
This is all I have pictures off. Moving stuff. Boxes. My closets. I have a goal today since it is my day off and I'm going to try and make stuff happen. I want to get my bedroom closet cleaned out.
I want to get the bathroom dismantled and the under counter cleared out.
I want to clean the kitchen counters off (except the coffee pot) and get the crud off the top of the fridge (except the microwave.)
Alright, I gotta go get some more stuff done. Wish me luck!!