Just got finished with a marathon cleaning session that was kinda sorta planned, but not to the extent that it ended up being.

We were let out of work early today at around 3:30 (hooray!), and since I'll be leaving tomorrow morning for Thanksgiving-palooza and won't be back until Saturday (where people will be meeting at my place for my birthday outing), I decided my apartment could using a little sprucing up.

When I walked in the door, though, I was hit with a wall of stink. Effing cats. Upon walking into the kitchen to prepare the kitties' dinner (and grab the Oust spray), I noticed that Oliver was COVERED IN POOP. Immediately I picked him up (holding him at arm's length), tossed him into the bathroom, and shut the door. GROOOOOOOSS. I changed into sweats and a t-shirt and gave him a bath, which he was very unhappy about, but hey, you roll in poop, you get a bath. That's just how things go around here.

Anyway, kitty baths resulted in having to scrub the bathtub, which snowballed into cleaning the entire bathroom, the kitchen, the entryway, emptying litterboxes, vacuuming, straightening up the living room, dusting, treating the leather ottomon, unloading the dishwasher, and going through the mountain of junk mail on the dining room table. YAY CLEAN.

Now I just have to pack my suitcase and my never-ending basket of laundry. I'm going to try to leave here at around 9:00-10:00 a.m. We'll see how that flies. :) But right now I'm all about my couch, the Best Blanket in the World, a bottle of Sam Adams Winter Lager, and Seinfeld.

Happy Thanksgiving tomorrow to all who celebrate!


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