I had plans, you know.
Marvin had to chauffer around some relatives for the next couple of days, so I decided that I was going to reward my poor self (pregnant self-pity at work; I don't like being away from the husband too long). After much consideration and factoring in that I've been making good progress with the current crop of summer anime series, I decided I wanted to get caught up on some TV series titles.
It was a good plan.
Then, I looked at our bedroom and decided it was too messy from our attempts to rearrange our furniture over the weekend in preparation of the jellybean's arrival.
So, I decided to dust the surface and sweep the floor. I started wiping the surface and decided that I wanted to polish the mirrors. Admittedly, the mirror was fine, but I couldn't help but think that the grime was going to make its appearance any day now.
I went back to wiping surfaces and decided that I wanted to give them a scrub instead.
The next thing I knew, I already cleaned the electric fan and aircon filter, and the bedroom and closet doors were noticeably whiter.
I think the only thing that stopped me from polishing the floor was the fact that I was pregnant.
I told myself to stop and decided to reward myself with some chai tea latte.
Then, I saw the kitchen, which was somebody else's responsibility to clean.
Yep.... I cleaned it.
So, it's now five in the afternoon.
And I've watched squat.
I hate being obsessive compulsive sometimes.Labels: Musings, TV