As some (but not all) of you know, this house-lady's base of operations is (ironically) a little apartment in Whittier.While the Good Scientist and I do intend to move into house #5 (aka the dump of my dreams) after it's ready, we are currently enjoying our non-working hours in this tiny flat near Lyn-Lake.
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Shocking, I know.
It's white. AND IT'S CLUTTERED!
And don't get me started on the light fixture....
And I'll tell you a secret: It's DIRTY TOO.
So today I looked at this kitchen and I said to myself I said:
"Self, you are stupid. Why does the cottage look so nice and your kitchen look so terrible?"
And I said back to myself I said:
"Self, cuz I am tired. I don't wanna do this shite when I come home at night. Go proselytize ELSEWHERE, you wannabe-shoulder-sittin-angel-bizzzaaaaatch."
To which I replied:
"Hey dumbself: today is SATURDAY. Stop screwing around with your futile attempt to follow people on twitter, put on a clean shirt and let's do something prooooooo-ductive... hmmmm?"
So we (I mean "I") did just that.
I present you with a clean kitchen, walls painted in a cornhusk tone.
<------------------ Please forgive the aweful cabinetry and flooring... this is what one gets for $600/month in Whittier.
Ah, tidyness.
