Wednesday, December 07, 2005


cleaning day...
posted @ 13:26 by ryan in [ Once upon a time... ]

so I guess I have a maid service for my apartment that comes every other week.

it's nice, they wash my towels, change the sheets, make the beds, vacuum, wash the dishes, clean the bathrooms, dust, etc... they don't do laundry though, but most of my stuff is dry clean only so I don't mind.

it's nice, considering I'm only in the apt 4 days of the week... 3.5 really, but who's counting... but I can pretty much use a fresh towel every day I'm in town without having to wash the towels myself. (that wouldn't be possible because they only supply 4 towels per person, but I don't have a roommate yet.)

I thought cleaning day was thursday.

so this morning, I had my laundry that I was going to do tonight in piles on the floor. I was watching s few dvd's last night, so the case were out in front of the tv, and I knocked over a stack of xbox games right before I left in my mad rush out the door this morning.

for a brief moment, the thought "k - so cleaning day is tomorrow, so I'm not going to sweat this mess" flashed through my head.

and then I went to work - as my IQ is normal.

I decided to run home for lunch - I needed to send some e-mails out and check somethings online, and I really couldn't do it from work - not because I'm not allowed (which I'm not), but because it was just too damn slow trying to do it from work.

so I get home and I notice immediately that the dryer is running. once I heard that I checked the floor and noticed it had been vaccumed and the laundry was moved.

so my first thought is, oh how nice. but it quickly shifted to, great, I had these separated into piles. but since it only took a minute to undo the single pile, that thought evaporated...

I just thought it funny that I was fully prepared to clean up my apartment because I thought that the maid was coming... it's like expecting company, except this comopany is going to be cleaning anyways. I just like my stuff to be out of their way when they are cleaning up my stuff. plus, I wouldn't want them to have to pick up my boxers...

eh. I have to remember to leave the maid a christmas card and a tip...

I still have to do my laundry.