ms_monkey, pygma_lion and I went for sushi last night. We ate way too much, drank sake and went for a Target run. There's nothing like a Target run after sushi. We spend tons of time making fun of the bizarre stuff they try to pawn off on people. Seriously - Scottie Biscuits? Are they made of Scotties? Ick!Anyway, over the course of the evening, they made copius fun of me for putting things away instead of letting them live in piles in my house. It's not my fault that I like things clean! Disorder grates on my nerves. I blame my cats for this, since they used to eat everything in site when they were little.
That said, Husband and I cleaned and cleaned this weekend and when all was done and all be two piles were removed from the public areas of the home I felt more at home.
Now if I could just get those last two piles taken care of...and then get the bedroom and geek room organized....that would make my Husband so happy and probably, even though I hate to admit it, make me happy too.