Happy Monday! After a cold weekend, we’re due to have a rainy week – with temps in the 60s. What’s the deal with the weather lately? Makes me think February and March will be brutal.
I was delighted with this review of The Gemini Connection. It might be my favorite book (it’s like asking me to choose my favorite child), but it’s gets the least amount of love for some reason. Seeing it get some attention made my heart happy. I miss these twins.
Wish me luck, friends. This week I journey into the belly of the beast. I’m cleaning Son #1’s apartment. I’ve mentioned how he’d be a prime candidate for the show Hoarders – that’s not an exaggeration. The plastic bags from stores? He rarely gets rid of them. He’ll take whatever he bought out of them – most of the time – then leaves them lying around. When he was a freshman in college we went to his dorm room to pick him up for dinner. Between him and his roommate, they had over twenty empty milk jugs in their room. Why? To this day I have no idea. Hubby and I just went to Son #2’s apartment yesterday to pick up some things. He’s the complete opposite. I’m not afraid to use his bathroom. With Son #1, I’m wondering if I should rent a hazmat suit before I enter his. Yes, he’s an adult and should be doing all the things that adulting includes on his own. But some of you mothers out there get it – you’ll sleep better at night knowing it’s clean. I’m not a clean freak by any means, and hubby will vouch for this, but every time I hope it’s the last. Maybe he’ll finally start cleaning better. And yes, I’m aware of the definition of stupidity. Maybe next Monday I’ll share before and after pics, lol.
Have a great week!