Lists, Now in List Form
Sep. 14th, 2007 05:09 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
itsallovernowFlist, I am relying on you to keep me honest. There are things in my house, things that MUST be done. And I've got no excuse this weekend. I am at the mercy of the housekeeping people. It's got me on my knees, ready to deal me a killing blow!
So, by Monday morning, I expect inquiries into the states of the following:
1. My bathroom (are sinks supposed to be that color, oh wait, that's the cat. Oh wait, that's just his hair!)
2. My bedroom (I have a closet. It's for putting things in. Yes, so is the floor, but the closet is better. It might even hold the suitcase that the cat has now adopted as his bed. Cat, that is not a bed. That's a motherfuckin' suitcase!!!)
3. My living room (assuming it has survived the reign of Emo M, master of his nothing to destroy domain).
4. My closet (there better be 50% fewer shoes and clothes in there by Monday morning).
5. The trunk of my car (I seriously should take out the bellydance paraphenalia before it gets jacked like a bunch of other stuff just did).
6. My short story (which there should be 50% more of come Monday morning).
7. My laundry (I'm down to the grannie panties. The one's even my granny wouldn't have worn. Plus, you know, it's time those jeans stopped walking around my room on their own like demented torsoeless zombies.)
I am a housekeeper who needs to be accountable to people. Neatness does not come naturally to me.
So, by Monday morning, I expect inquiries into the states of the following:
1. My bathroom (are sinks supposed to be that color, oh wait, that's the cat. Oh wait, that's just his hair!)
2. My bedroom (I have a closet. It's for putting things in. Yes, so is the floor, but the closet is better. It might even hold the suitcase that the cat has now adopted as his bed. Cat, that is not a bed. That's a motherfuckin' suitcase!!!)
3. My living room (assuming it has survived the reign of Emo M, master of his nothing to destroy domain).
4. My closet (there better be 50% fewer shoes and clothes in there by Monday morning).
5. The trunk of my car (I seriously should take out the bellydance paraphenalia before it gets jacked like a bunch of other stuff just did).
6. My short story (which there should be 50% more of come Monday morning).
7. My laundry (I'm down to the grannie panties. The one's even my granny wouldn't have worn. Plus, you know, it's time those jeans stopped walking around my room on their own like demented torsoeless zombies.)
I am a housekeeper who needs to be accountable to people. Neatness does not come naturally to me.
