Tonight was another night of cleaning the apartment.
At first, I didn't feel like doing it, wanted to just drag my heels and forget it. Then, I decided that I didn't have to pick up exactly where I'd left off the night before - I could work on the kitchen or the dining room. So, I did that, and the cleaning seemed to go pretty well.
The floors are swept, the living room is 90% clean, the dining room is about 75% clean, the refrigerator is totally cleaned out - there's almost nothing in there, you'd think it was a bachelor's fridge. ;) Tomorrow night, I work on the kitchen and finish the bathroom.
My bedroom is still hellish, and at this point, I know that getting it cleaned is a long-term project, so I'm not going to try and push for it to be done this week. Perhaps over the next few weeks. :)
And yes, I was still working up a fierce sweat. Still don't know if it's the apartment or my meds doing it to me. But, I'm not complaining - I can feel like I was getting a workout from just cleaning the place up.
At first, I didn't feel like doing it, wanted to just drag my heels and forget it. Then, I decided that I didn't have to pick up exactly where I'd left off the night before - I could work on the kitchen or the dining room. So, I did that, and the cleaning seemed to go pretty well.
The floors are swept, the living room is 90% clean, the dining room is about 75% clean, the refrigerator is totally cleaned out - there's almost nothing in there, you'd think it was a bachelor's fridge. ;) Tomorrow night, I work on the kitchen and finish the bathroom.
My bedroom is still hellish, and at this point, I know that getting it cleaned is a long-term project, so I'm not going to try and push for it to be done this week. Perhaps over the next few weeks. :)
And yes, I was still working up a fierce sweat. Still don't know if it's the apartment or my meds doing it to me. But, I'm not complaining - I can feel like I was getting a workout from just cleaning the place up.