Showing posts with label Julie and Julia. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Julie and Julia. Show all posts

Sunday, April 11, 2010

Reclaiming the Room

I spent the day today reclaiming the hell out of my bedroom. I cleaned for the first time in what clearly must have been months. I now have desk space again! Amazing! I had so sought a place to study and blog. Who'd have thought it would be in my own bedroom once more?

There was a terrible layer of dust all over the room, I am ashamed to admit. It's clearly been far too long since I've done this. It's interesting that I can be so organized about some things and so disorganized about others. Dusting is my cleaning Achilles heal. At any rate, I filed, dusted, organized, placed and replaced, folded and put away clothing and several other assorted tasks. I am thoroughly disgusted with my lacking cleaning. Needless to say, however, I am now having asthma fits because the dust is all over in the air. It hasn't settled back down to it's routine place on my furniture yet. Of course, to try and combat some of this dust, I have lit candles and employed the candle warmer. Hopefully, this will make a difference.

Apart from the cleaning, I did basically nothing today. I watched Julie and Julia again. I still love it, even though it differs greatly from the book. Julie Powell still strikes me as witty and amazing, though she is terribly self-deprecating. It's something I can respect, I suppose. I suffer the same thing at times. I can respect that kind of honesty.

I tried something new when we got Chinese take out tonight and regretted it completely. Who would have thought something called lemon chicken would be so incredibly awful? I think I was thinking it would be similar to a lemon pepper chicken and it was not! It was some terrible, fried substance in a gooey, thick, yellowish mess. Horrible! There weren't even any vegetables involved! In fact, I'm fairly certain that my current stomach upset is due mostly to that heinous concoction. Never again! I need to learn to stick to what works--cashew chicken or the "diet plate." Needless to say, I did not finish the abhorrent abomination.

JJ spent the day lounging and relaxing. I have also discovered that he is displeased with my mentioning him in my blog. Pleasantly, though, he did help me set up my charger and under-desk arrangement. Our room being so small and us having a full apartment worth of crap leaves space at a premium. Even the space under our desk is important. We have made some steps to combat this--such as putting CDs and DVDs in booklets rather than leaving them in jewel cases that clutter the place all up.

If only I had take a before/after picture set! Indeed, my results would seem most impressive. And, being that I've spent the whole day on them, I would even call them praise-worthy. Next time! I always think of these little ways to enhance my blog too late. Why am I not more blog-friendly?! Damn!

At any rate, it's late. I'm off to watch a few minutes of The Golden Child with my husband. JJ and I can't seem to resist Eddie Murphy movies from the 80s, even if they are painfully cheesy at times.