I guess I run now

& hubby’s irritable & I’ve just found out his tenant may arrive any day/minute now, rather than on the 15th. So today I’ll try to make the house presentable enough for company…it’s a mess from hubby’s divided work between fixing the place up, packing, and writing.

First stop is the kitchen, then the bathroom. A bit of a bitch since I’ll just have to clean them both again before I leave & I’m grumpy because hubby has been less than diligent finding out when this guy is actually planning to get here. So when he told me the tenant was moving in on the 15th, I figured that was perfect…I could come up here, clean, pack, and get out. But then last night I learn…yup, not so much. Once again, no plan. Yeah, not happy today.

Anyway, I’m irritable & need a nice long walk along the portage. But that’s my reward for later, I think. And then maybe I’ll go to the brew pub here & work. Sounds lovely, but for now, the kitchen awaits.

Food:
Breakfast: wheat & corn chex (cleaning out the pantry) with blueberries
Lunch: egg salad on 1/2 bagel
Dinner: biscuits & gravy & frozen (unfrozen, cause I like it better that way) broccoli
Snack: hubby & I split the remaining bag of cheddar popcorn

Exercise:

Inspiration: this little entry from my day 2 of the C25K 5 months ago: “Sunday, March 9th–sweating a lot & it’s clearly a workout, but I can do it, which is nice & I can see myself doing it again. I know I’ll get stronger too. At the moment, my resting walk is a 2.8 mph and run is 3.6 mph, but this will improve with time once I’ve got the hang of running for more than 60-second intervals.” Since my resting walk is now 3.6 & I can actually run more than 60-second intervals, I’m celebrating this little victory today. I’d actually like to run again today, but my right shin is bothering me, so I guess I’ll give it a rest & just walk.

UPDATE: feeling much better now. Figured that since I gotta do this cleaning anyway, doing a thorough job now won’t hurt too much…provided we don’t mess the place up again. So cleaned the fridge, stove/oven, shelves, & now the bathroom is spotless…lots more to do in the kitchen, though. But as I was cleaning the fridge, I got angry all over again cause, well, the idiots who make fridges have clearly never, NEVER EVER, not once in their lives, had to clean a fridge (read: MEN!). How do I know this? Well, if they’d ever cleaned one, they wouldn’t make them with grooves all in the drawers and the doors would be flat with no places for dirt & muck to get trapped, there’d be no wire racks that let liquids drip all over the place & that take a ton of time to clean off. Obviously ours is an old fridge, but it pisses me off that the important job of designing home appliances fell to men who, because they got to leave the home once in a while, had no freakin’ clue what works and what doesn’t work.

Okay, that’s my rant for today. A few pleasanter revelations while cleaning the tub…1. I AM going to do my writing at the nice brew pub tonight; 2. since this tenant will be paying us rent, I’m using that money to get a damn housekeeper to come in once a month & clean just our kitchen & bathroom (this one will never happen cause I’m really too cheap & we can’t really afford such a thing, but it’s fun to dream about it); 3. this time next week I will have only one the one house to clean & the worst part of these moves will be behind me.