Merry Manic Monday

Hope you all had a wonderful weekend.

I began the long arduous task of cleaning up my room.

Let me start by saying I am not the neatest person when I am at home. My room has always been a mess and as a child/teenager was often part of the family angst. When I lived in residence at McGill, my room was nicknamed "Hurricane Rosie." You get the picture.

I am someone who tends to do a huge cleaning twice a year. But apparently I haven't done it yet this year. I had been planning to spend a couple of Sundays trying to work at getting rid of my stuff. Sorting through papers. This summer has pretty much been a bust! I live on the third floor with no A/C so the minute I do work, sweat fills my eyes & I can't do much. I don't do humidity well at all.

Anyhoo! I have been re-watching one of my favorite shows "Homicide: Life on the Streets" and knitting at the same time. I was looking for some DPNs (Double Pointed Needles for those of you out of the knitting loop!) and I was sure that I had the size I was thinking of.  Couldn't find them on  my desk so I decided that it was time to start with the desk area.

It is very satisfying to have finally found the needles I knew I had and recycle a lot of old paper. I am not sure where my cleaning fix will go next. Probably the area around my bed. I am sure there are dust bunnies galore underneath it. As the weather gets better so will my motivation to finish this project.

I would love to have it done before I start back at night school in September, but I won't hold my breath!

IN CONCLUSION
I had a crazy dream last night, which consisted of choir singing, an almost wedding, swimming on the grass in the park in front of the pool I go to and the old bedroom I haven't slept in in years cleared out as if I was moving on.

Obviously the clean room was in reference to  the cleaning I have begun. The swimming has to do with my guilt that I didn't swim  a lick last week and was looking forward to swimming in the morning. The choir singing, not sure yet what that's about, although my friend Doug, whom I sang in the church choir with was there. As for the almost wedding, I suspect it is the residual from my best friend's wedding that happened two weeks ago.

Well enough of that!
Catch ya later homeys!