Holy crap…

Well, the two weeks from hell are finally over. The next time I think it’s a good idea to work fourteen-hour days, seven days a week for two weeks, please feel free to kick me in the head. (Although, I am looking forward to playing with the 80GB iPod I treated myself to with the OT pay. )

I did accomplish all of my projects, except for the housework. My poor house looks like it was hit by the Tasmanian Devil… Which really sucks because this weekend, a giant cold front…and snow… moved in. I mean, heck, it’s Canada, I’m not exactly surprised it came, but the timing really didn’t help. I have baseboard heating and I can’t actually get to my heaters to turn them on. Not that I would, because they’d catch all the papers and books on fire. So I’m sitting here shivering. And procrastinating on the cleaning. I hate cleaning.

I have wayyyyy too much clutter. I’ve almost hit the point where I’m just going to start throwing everything out…. like the hundreds of magazines I’ve kept in case I need to refer back to an article (I never have), or the books I’m never going to read again. I’m pretty sure I have every single Silhouette Yours Truly, Harlequin Love & Laughter and Harlequin Duets book ever published. Not to mention the 350 Temptations.  Okay, I won’t actually throw out the books, but I think the used book store is either going to be really really happy, or really really pissed.

D’you think there’s a clutter fairy who will come in and organize my house for me? I’m all over paying someone to clean the house, but I don’t think they’ll be willing to dig through the clutter to get to the cleaning part….

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