Sitting here wondering if I'm Pollyanna or Eeyore - Day 133: Clean up

In the aftermath of Eurovision and the stress of being in my 10th month of unemployment taking a heavy toll, I crashed and burned today (and for the rest of the week), cutting back blog posts to just 4 (6 less than normal) of which was already done, and managing only to clean up a little and watch TV and sleep.

Looks like even I can only cope with so much.

One big cheer up was getting this adorable shot of my now 1 year old niece Jordan exploring at home!

And a tweet from today ...

Sitting here wondering if I'm Pollyanna or Eeyore - Day 56: SO MUCH DONE

BUSY DAY!

Got a ton done - 3 blog posts, jobs searched for, cleaning, reading, exercising. felt good to really nail a lot of things on my To Do  List.

Holding the Reins of the Runaway Extrovert 2013: Day 62 - Out damn spot ... or 300 ... of dust!

Steve had to work on work stuff again poor guy so I stayed at home, blogged and napped and ... swept, mopped and wiped clean with tea towels the entire balcony! I ended up covered in dirt on my knees and feet but it was so worth it!

Yes I am excited by cleaning.

Help me ... help me now! LOL

Holding the Reins of the Runaway Extrovert 2013: Day 1 - Cleaning my act up

After getting in at 3.30 a.m. and sleeping in late, we finally had some toast and juice with Ngaire around noon, drove her to Redfern station after picking up Fahmi, and cleaned up at Milsons Point.

Home by 2.30 for a nap before Waz and Fahmi came over for party pies and pastizzis leftover from NYE.

Swimming Pretty in the Glass-Half-Full 2012: Day 8 - I cleaned to get control

Yes I did.


Feeling completely violated and angry by the theft of my car, I suddenly needed to clean up my room, and start tidying things. I knew exactly why I was doing it but since it didn't involve 'cutting', excessive calorie consumption (although the white chocolate bear I got for Christmas from my gorgeous guy's mum did lose its life rather quickly mid afternoon) or graffiti of public spaces, I went ahead and let the impulse take me where it wanted.


By the end of the cleaning binge, lots of financial papers (the ones on the bed) were neatly sorted, I have things sorted out into easy to file piles and the bedroom look much tidier. I even started pulling down the Christmas decorations on the cupboards, doors and bookcases resulting in this brightly-coloured Christmas plush toy funeral pyre.


Time to tackle the tree which goes drown tomorrow night...