April 6, 2007
My mom and stepfather are coming into town next week for a visit. We're going to do all teh tourist stuff: See the museums, walk the Mall, go to Mount Vernon, etc. I'm taking the week off work for the first time... well, pretty much ever, really. Definitely the longest time since I started working here. Should be fun. Then I remembered something.
My mom's going to see the inside of my apartment. My mom, who vacuums often enough that people can't tell the difference between "before" and "after". My mom, who would be only moderately upset if we were to beat any annoying neighbors to death, but would never forgive us if we tracked in so much as a drop of said neighbor's blood. In my apartment, which hasn't gotten anything more than a tidying up in months.
I'm gonna have to clean.
