To prepare for this arduous task I went to Walmart a few days ago and bought some cleaning supplies. Usually I can get away with just using baking soda to clean, but it's "white glove" so I figured I should buy the real stuff. I also found these cute gloves to help motivate me in my future cleaning endeavors. They're really dish washing gloves, but I'm going to make them my bathroom cleaning gloves. The best part about them is that they're green!
Here's what I did:
- vacuumed the apartment
- cleaned the windows, window sills, the tracks, and the blinds
- cleaned the vent/heater, which was very dusty and I cut my finger on it
- cleaned the baseboards
- vacuumed the couch- there are no attachments so I had to lift the vacuum (even held it sideways at times) to clean the couches and cushions
- my room- I swear it looks better now than when I first moved in...let's hope it stays that way.
*I'm thinking of maybe doing a little video tour of my apartment for y'all once everyone is moved out and the place looks really clean*
This evening after my cleaning check, Chas invited Rylee and me to go fly kites. We went to the same place we flew the plane. There was another guy there by himself so I helped him with his while Chas helped Rylee. The guy couldn't remember my name. I told him three times within five minutes. He also called me Mary and Meagan/Meghan (however you like to spell it). Those aren't even close to Wendi. Is my name really that hard to remember? Chas told me I was nice to help him with his kite and that the guy should've gotten my number. Um...One: he couldn't remember my name and Two: he wasn't the best looking (not that looks are all I care about, but they help). The wind didn't last for very long. We rolled down the hill a few times and then went to Macy's (it's a grocery store) for ice cream. They have the same kind of ice cream as King Kone back in Albany. They're just as big too.
Rylee is leaving tomorrow morning. Since she just started packing tonight, I decided to help her out by doing most of her stuff for her cleaning check. She wouldn't let me do all of it. She's planning on staying up all night so I'm going to with her. When she's done packing we're going to watch a movie.
I actually stopped writing this post for a while because Alina called me. She said she kind of had a problem and needed my advice. It was a boy problem! She's 13...she shouldn't have boy problems yet. This boy likes her and asked her out over Facebook. Her friends can tell he likes her and one of them asked him if he liked her (she doesn't like him like that), which gave him the impression that Alina likes him back. Alina wanted help on how to reject him without being mean. 13 and already a heart breaker. I can only imagine what the future is going to be like. I told her there is no nice way to reject a guy so she should just do it. Alina is just growing up too fast! She's going to call me tomorrow to let me know how it goes and I look forward to it. I even told Rylee why Alina called me (while Alina was still on the phone) because I thought it was just too cute and funny to keep to myself.
*I looked the kid up on Facebook (I'm not a creeper, just a protective older sister) awhile ago because he commented on of her statuses saying he need to talk to her. Alina wrote back asking what he wanted. He said it was really important and to give him her number. I asked her about it. She used her friends phone (because she didn't want him to have her number) only to find out the important thing was that he wanted to say hi. Ah...little kids are so cute sometimes.*
Anyway, it's been a little stressful and frustrating having to do so much cleaning, but I love the satisfying feeling and being able to see all my hard work. Last night I even washed all my bedding (comforter included). I love sleeping in a clean bed and I love how it smells clean. I just love when things are clean. If only they could magically become that way without me having to sweat, get cut, and smell like Windex & 409.
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