when your taste buds change
ever since i left grad school, my "taste buds of life" have been morphing.
the year 2003 was the year i started to make my bed. every day. this was no small feat for a girl who prided herself on her messy room and un-made bed. ok, granted, i optimized the process so it was as efficient and quick as possible (no extra top sheet + one comforter + one or two decorative throw pillows = a quick toss, fluff, toss, fluff and you're done). but still. this was a big change for me. a lifestyle change.
apparently, the year 2004 was the year i started hating dirty bathrooms. note: i didn't say messy - i don't mind a few things on the counter. but when it starts to get grimey and the dust collects and the sink yellows and the toilet... well, lets just say i started hating dirty bathrooms. and thank goodness for the invention of the pre-wet, disposable cleaning cloths, so that the lazy-cleaner that i am can do a quick wipe down once every 1-2 weeks with little hassle. suddenly cleaning the bathroom isn't so scary. just in time for my new vice. wee.
i think the year 2005 is the year i started hating dirty feet. not other people's - what you do with your feet is your buisness. but i wear flip flops a lot, so i need to make sure my feet are in prime shape at any given time. i don't want to gross out the boss-man or my co-workers or friends, you know?
well, sometime in the last year, i started getting the regular pedicure and keeping close tabs on the toes. you know that feeling you get when your feet are a bit dusty/dirty after a day of walking around barefoot? fellow flip-flop wearers know that we get a very mild case of that at the end of a day. and MAN! let me tell you. i can't stand putting those tootsies in my bed at night if i can still feel the dust. never in my life have i been so anal about washing my feet before i go to bed.
why am i getting so weird? or, have i always been weird and all these changes are just making me normal for once?
hmm.
makes me wonder what 2006 has in store:
a lover of mops and brooms? possible. a logical step post clean-feet love.
keeping a clean fridge? ha. try again.
taking better care of my clothes? could be.
organized shoes? yeah, right.
anyways, maybe by the time i'm 80 i'll finally make a good housewife!
the year 2003 was the year i started to make my bed. every day. this was no small feat for a girl who prided herself on her messy room and un-made bed. ok, granted, i optimized the process so it was as efficient and quick as possible (no extra top sheet + one comforter + one or two decorative throw pillows = a quick toss, fluff, toss, fluff and you're done). but still. this was a big change for me. a lifestyle change.
apparently, the year 2004 was the year i started hating dirty bathrooms. note: i didn't say messy - i don't mind a few things on the counter. but when it starts to get grimey and the dust collects and the sink yellows and the toilet... well, lets just say i started hating dirty bathrooms. and thank goodness for the invention of the pre-wet, disposable cleaning cloths, so that the lazy-cleaner that i am can do a quick wipe down once every 1-2 weeks with little hassle. suddenly cleaning the bathroom isn't so scary. just in time for my new vice. wee.
i think the year 2005 is the year i started hating dirty feet. not other people's - what you do with your feet is your buisness. but i wear flip flops a lot, so i need to make sure my feet are in prime shape at any given time. i don't want to gross out the boss-man or my co-workers or friends, you know?
well, sometime in the last year, i started getting the regular pedicure and keeping close tabs on the toes. you know that feeling you get when your feet are a bit dusty/dirty after a day of walking around barefoot? fellow flip-flop wearers know that we get a very mild case of that at the end of a day. and MAN! let me tell you. i can't stand putting those tootsies in my bed at night if i can still feel the dust. never in my life have i been so anal about washing my feet before i go to bed.
why am i getting so weird? or, have i always been weird and all these changes are just making me normal for once?
hmm.
makes me wonder what 2006 has in store:
a lover of mops and brooms? possible. a logical step post clean-feet love.
keeping a clean fridge? ha. try again.
taking better care of my clothes? could be.
organized shoes? yeah, right.
anyways, maybe by the time i'm 80 i'll finally make a good housewife!
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