cleaning, with a rabbit-trail

It's 7:35am and I can't go back to sleep. This is fairly uncommon. The thing is, I would like to go back to sleep because I still feel tired...but I'm hesitant to allow myself the luxury of drifting back off since I really have a lot to do today. The apartment is in for some massive cleaning, and by "massive" I mean that I'll probably mop the kitchen and bathroom but nothing else.

(Which leads me to a rabbit-trail. My old friend Craig got mad at me once when I told him that I took everything he said with a grain of salt. Now, what I meant by that was that I judge everything he said based on everything I know of him...for example, he had a tendency toward exaggeration, so I always knew to be on my guard for that. I brought this up only because I was reminded of how your perception of "massive cleaning" is probably way off from mine.)

Anyway. I don't know where Hobbes is. Hope he didn't get outside somehow. I guess he'll turn up.

So, cleaning. --Because we're going to borrow Matt's dad's truck today to gake the old couch and chair (and a few other miscellaneous objects) to the dump, finally, and going to replace the white couch with Matt's greenish one. Which is already in the living room, and making it very hard to check the mail. So. I'll clean the bathroom, too. I might even do a bunch of laundry. We'll see.

But I do have so much time to accomplish all of this, since it isn't even 8am yet. So I think I might get a bagel at Coco and read Emma for a while. Then I'll come back and start cleaning.