Alternately titled: The one where I write about a whole lot of random shit going on in my life AT THIS VERY moment, as in literally THIS VERY MOMENT but not really generally in my life, therefore it’s not really meaningful whatsoever but I’m going to write about it anyway because I haven’t actually written anything for a bit and I’ve been home alone for more than two hours already and it’s only 3:45 in the afternoon and YES that means I got off work at 1:30 today and YES that means The Boy is out doing something constructive with his life. For once.

I kid, I kid. He’s done a couple other constructive things with his life.

ANYfuck. Currently?

I am currently totally completely utterly in love with my job. How cool is that? I mean, really, how many people do you know who can say that? NO REALLY I’M ASKING YOU because this is still a totally new idea in my life. Whodathunk?

I am also currently carrying my laptop with me from room to room while I clean, therefore am typing this between scrubs and folds (laundry, hello) and sweeps and vacuums and texts (yes, text messaging is a very important part of cleaning house… so is blogging, obviously).

My house is currently being taken over occupied by 3 cats, 4 kittens and 4 dogs. And another litter of kittens on the way. I am literally becoming the crazy old cat lady on the hill, except for that whole thing about me only being 23, which doesn’t really qualify me as old at all unless I’m talking to my little cousin who just graduated from high school, in which case I feel REALLY old, and except for all the dogs and except for the fact that I also live with a boy. But other than that, I’m definitely the crazy old cat lady on the hill. Because, well, I’m a lady and I live on a hill. And then there’s the crazy.

My house currently also STINKS LIKE YOU WOULD NOT BELIEVE. Except maybe you would believe it because of all the fucking animals I just described. And now maybe you understand the cleaning spree and also may you understand why I’m taking breaks to write all this. Because I can’t breathe.

I am currently working on a website. Well okay, this isn’t so much RIGHT THIS VERY MOMENT but really more general in my life right now, but I’m including it anyway because I! am! excited! I’m not telling you what or who it’s for yet but don’t worry, I’ll let you know about it when I’m done. One or two of you out there might care.

I am currently out of breathe from having lifted a 50-pound bag of dog food. Okay so I’m also currently a big fucking liar because I just checked and actually it’s only 32 pounds but DAMN! We have two 32-pound bags of dog food! What is wrong with us? (Answer: Nothing. We live in BFE so we buy in bulk. Or something.)

I’m currently avoiding the dishes. And putting away the clean laundry. Because I HATE dishes (unless they’re clean) and I HATE putting away the clean laundry. Washing the laundry? Fine. Even the sorting (which The Boy does not do AT ALL) of the laundry is fine. But I HATE putting it away because damn me right to hell, I’m a little OCD about how and where the laundry is put away TO. Like, my black tanks HAVE to go there and my white tees MUST go there and The Boy’s tees have to go in this order and they all have to go after his button-ups and and and. And. It’s kind of a pain in the ass, alright? There. I said it.

I’m currently still. sick. And I’ve been coughing a lot and really? I’m still writing this? Sorry.

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