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Thursday, January 12, 2006

thank you all

I told you all you'd make me cry.

Today was a much better day than I've had in a while. I don't want to say that it's because I got up at 5:45 and got some stuff done (even though I didn't get to bed last night till a little after eleven), because that might, you know, obligate me or something -- but it was much better. My bathroom is clean, my dishes are done, I'm closer to caught up on laundry, my bed's made (or was until my husband got in it about ten minutes ago), and I feel a bit more worthwhile as a human being, and a lot more sane, largely because people have been so nice to me. Bless you all. I even found myself thinking journalish thoughts today as I was going about my business -- which hasn't happened in quite some time.

Remember the before/after pictures I did a few times? Remember the piano, how I didn't think it was messy until I took the picture and started cleaning it? No pictures (you're glad about this, trust me) but oh my gosh the bathroom was, um, much more dirty than I had ever noticed, when I started cleaning it this morning. Clumping cat litter, once it's been allowed to sit back in the corner behind the toilet in a fine layer, where it gets lightly moist each time someone bathes or showers -- I think they could use that to stick a space station together or something; it's amazing.

It was while I was scrubbing the bathroom that I realized that I should be the poster child for the phrase "A little knowledge is a dangerous thing" -- or at least "A little knowledge can make you look pretty darn idiotic." I was going along with my Clorox-Clean-Up-dampened rag, scraping and wiping, when I started to smell a really rank, odd smell. Now, there are several things* about which I am perhaps unnecessarily cautious (OK, freaked out); one of them is that whole chemical-weapon-gas thing that happens when you mix bleach and ammonia. I actually called poison control when I was a new mother, to find out if it was risky to wash my son's diapers in bleach, because of the ammonia in the urine. They generously waited to laugh at me until after I hung up the phone. Anyway. I confess than when I smelled that rank, odd smell, the first thing to pop into my head was that I was wiping up cat litter, possibly infused with a tiny quantity of ammonia because it says right on the box that it absorbs the ammonia in the cat urine, with a bleachy rag. I did not freak out. Much. I threw away the rag and took the trash right out -- at which time I noticed that the smell was definitely coming from outdoors. Probably somebody burning a milk carton in his woodstove. It's a good thing nobody knew how stupid I was about that. Until now.

*another thing on this list: electricity. For example: while I am perfectly capable of jumping the battery in someone's car, and have done it several times, every time I do it, I read the instructions four or five times and walk around like a maniac with my arms outstretched to avoid the slightest possibility of the electrodes touching each other sometimes even when they're not plugged in to either battery. When I'm done I get this rush of appreciation for life, as if I've just had a near-death experience. Shall we talk about how I feel when my husband (an electronics/telecommunication technician who could wire just about anything blindfolded) changes a light switch without turning off the main breaker to the house? No, let's not.

Didn't want to close without saying thank you again. Even though it ruins my humorous exit. I truly didn't expect that I would be so affected by you ladies' comments; thank you for taking the time to make them. Hugs all around. :)

P.S. Denise, I have an idea about a thin slice of kiwi, backlit, but I haven't worked out details yet or actually tried it. Thanks for the nudge. :)

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