Tuesday, February 03, 2009
I Dare You...
Sometimes you have to do hard things. I've had some toilet issues (which is actually pretty funny because the discussion with some friends at work lately has been an invention to prevent your toilet from overflowing). I've tried to ignore it, along with ignoring my minor field statement and a growing stack of mail that I've been afraid to open.
Friends, these are things you cannot ignore.
So this morning, after pushing snooze a few times because of the beauties of working from home and having no class (see above about minor field statements), I found the courage. I grabbed my handy dandy repair book (thank you, Lisa, for the best Christmas gift a single girl can have!) and I unclogged my toilet. Then I cleaned my bathroom. It's now sparkling (not that I don't scrub it down every Saturday--it just got away from me this weekend). There's nothing like the strong smell of bleach and Swiffers before 7 am (it may or may not do a number on an empty stomach, as does the smell of a clogged toilet, but bleach is much more comforting).
All to the tunes of my Buck Up playlist (you don't even want to know what's on there. It may or may not include some James Taylor, Barry Manilow, Bob Marley, Dianna Krall, Mo-Tab, and Peter Breinholt).
Now... I dare myself to attack my minor field statement... and taxes... and bills...