Cleaning

I don’t know what came over me this morning and possessed me to do this but while hubby was working on his essay this morning I decided to go downstairs, drag my new cabinet off the porch and drag it up the stairs and into the office. I had to rearrange my side of the room a little to fit it. I think I finally have enough room to store all my shit now. I’ve been going through boxes of paper. I had two decent sized boxes under my desk loaded with papers, and magazine’s. I ended up throwing most of the papers out. I also found an old box full of notebooks with poetry I wrote before I moved to CT and some journals I kept just after I moved up here. I was a different person then, it’s amazing how much you change in the few years after high school. I’ll have to post some of it another day, today I’m too busy cleaning. 🙂

It’s nice that everything has a home, my desk was becoming an insane pile of papers, books, photo albums and notebooks. Under my desk I had a pile of photo albums and my baseball card collection. I was afraid that stuff would get ruined being so close to the heater vent. Now all that stuff has a home. hehe, the baseball card collection, would anyone have pegged me as having ever collected baseball cards? I used to be a HUGE St. Louis Cardinals fan. I have a full team set in it’s own special notebook, all my other cards are in two other notebooks. My step-dad loved that I was into baseball. He even brought me back a jersey shirt with a hat when he went to see the St. Louis Cardinals with one of his friends. I used to wear it outside and would pretend I was really on the team and stuff. I was a dork, lol. I still have it the jersey. Eventually I joined a softball team. I had been at one of my cousins baseball games when a ball went out of bounds and over the fence near where I was standing. The coach called out to me to throw it to him so I picked the ball and threw it to him. When the ball was back in play he came running over to the fence and waved me over. He said “You’ve got one hell of an arm, want to play softball?” Apparently his sister was a softball coach and they needed a new player. My dad convinced me to play, bought me a softball, bat and glove and I went to the next practice. I really enjoyed practice, I was good at catching and throwing and ended up playing 2nd base. I was really good and felt really confident but ended up backing out because it took up so much of my time and I realized it was more competitive that I liked.

It’s funny how cleaning and running across old things brings back memories.

My poor hubby is at his last English class. Probably well into his final essay exam by now. He busted his ass this week on his final essay. It was tough but he survived. I don’t think he’s feeling all that confident about it but I think he did an awesome job. I can see him easily finishing out the class with an A and I really hope he does.

Hopefully he’ll be in a good mood when he gets home b/c we have some shopping to go do. We need to go to Petsmart and Target. We need cat litter and stuff. I also need a new bra, the fucking underwire broke in mine. I hate when that happens because it never fails to come through the cloth and poke the shit out of your boob!!!! owwww!! okay, enough about that. We’ve got to pick up some cat food and stuff too, but we probably won’t worry about that until tomorrow. I’ve got to get some laundry done too, it feels like I have a lot to get done between now and the trip. I’ll probably go dig out my luggage and make sure it’s clean and smelling fresh today. Vicki um, peed on it awhile back. I tossed it in the washer with some “Nature’s Miracle” but I want to make sure it doesn’t need another round. Back when Kenny was a kitten he peed on a quilt of mine that my grandmother had made and it took several washings for it to smell nice again.

Anyway, I just needed a short break from cleaning. I should probably go back to it now. I hope everyone has a good weekend.