Tuesday Night.

Um, why didn't my mother tell me how much it kinda sucked to be an adult?  Oh, wait, she did.  All that nonsense about, "Renata, enjoy being a kid, you don't want to grow up too fast, trust me".  Apparently, she wasn't joking.  She wasn't trying to keep some big exciting secret from me, nope.  My sweet mother was really just trying to get me to take advantage of all the days of freedom I would have.  Ya know, freedom NOT doing any real work.  Sure, I had chores here and there.  Ya know, the usual, clean my room, load the dish washer, put my clothes away, sit there and look pretty (kidding, kind of).  I was not prepared for the amount of work it takes to maintain a house.  Tell me I am not alone here.  Someone, anyone, hello, are you out there?  Sigh.  The weekends?  ARE NOT MEANT FOR CLEANING!  Yes, yes, there I said it.  Those two sacred days are meant for anything BUT cleaning.  Which leads me to tonight.  Tuesday nights are meant for "Pretty Little Liars", gelato and Mr.Ziggles cuddling on my feetsies.  However, some part of me, a part I did not even know existed (truly) decided tonight would be a great night for cleaning.  Don't get me wrong.  My house is tidy and organized, always.  Now, finding the inspiration to do it, well, let's just say I'd rather go for a five mile jog.  Organizing, well, that is my thang.  Mopping, eh, not so much.

Tonight I think I became an adult.  I gave up watching the one and ONLY show I ever watch on the day it airs to swiffer, vaccuum and mop my entire house.  Not impressed?  Yeah, I wouldn't be either, had that been the ONLY thing I did today.  I worked an eight hour day, left work to take on an excessive amount of traffic, ran an errand, cooked dinner (it was delicious, if I may say so myself) and left the kitchen spotless, SPOTLESS.  I put my big girl panties on and grabbed the mop.  "Pretty Little Liars" was on merely as background noise.  We made such a cute trio tonight.  The swifter, the windex and I.  Perhaps, this is the start of a whole new era?  Ugh, who am I kidding.  This will probably be a once in a lifetime thing.  Actually, tomorrow I may tackle the upstairs (I'll let you know how it goes).

My heart aches for missing the "Pretty Little Liars" tonight.  It aches so badly that I am seriously contemplating waking up an hour earlier tomorrow to watch it (thank the heavens for on demand).  That must make me sound crazy, and, after cleaning the house at eleven at night, it is safe to say that I probably am.  Hi, I'm Renata and I am a teensy bit crazy.  Would you like to be friends?

'Till next time

xoxo