Where does dust come from? Is it bug poo?

I never really understood the idea of Spring Cleaning before. What was it about the first hint of warm weather that made people feel or believe that they should spend some serious time cleaning? I'd much rather go outside for a walk, or drive around with the windows down and the music loud. That is, until this past weekend.

My Sig.O and I had gotten a little lazy with our weekly cleanings, only touching the surface to make it seem shiny. We finally couldn't lie to ourselves any longer; something seriously had to be done. So on Friday, we began what I called,

"Super Mega Ultra Cleaning Extravaganza Peace Love 2008 Yeah!" (hold up the peace sign; huge smile)

*Sigh.* Too much anime.

It started out slow. Believe me, it started out REALLY slow. Friday night, we spent what seemed like forever rearranging our respective bookshelves. There was no real physical movement of the shelves themselves, it seriously took us about 3 hours to place BOOKS ON SHELVES.

Then Saturday we had a little bit of momentum. We took our ridiculously huge mattress off of our ridiculously huge bedframe, and cleaned it all, head to toe. Then we oiled it. We vacuumed all the surprise crawly critters, every dust bunny, every corner,ledge, you name it, we did it. And shortly into this, I realized that I kind of enjoyed it. There's something about cleaning that just makes you feel...

Safe.

We of course got distracted by *gasp!* the sun and went for a walk. Then we came back and lounged for 3 hours until the sun went down. Just didn't seem right to work when it was pretty outside.

We finished the big stuff yesterday, getting rid of a table and a chair, adding a shelf, rearranging, and I must say, I was very proud of the work accomplished this weekend. Our place looks much more inviting, much more relaxing, much more efficient. We can breathe a little easier (physically and mentally) now that our apartment is almost spotless.


I still don't understand what came over me; perhaps it was the idea of a new season, a lighter, brighter season that called for getting rid of anything in the house that could possibly bring down your mood. Everything is open, energy flows freely, I even feel like I could actually write here now!

It was a great way to kick off a new season.

!!Tip of the Day!! Fruit in the morning by itself is the best breakfast energy boost one could have. Try it out.

~Yep. Pusher of Pens~

What have I just done?

I'm not sure how this happened, but I was suddenly curious about blogs, blogging, bloggers, blog sites; the 5 W's and the H. I had already read a few of them myself to pass the time when I should definitely be working on my current novel/short story/anthology/miniseries/screenplay(?), and I have a personal blog on my MySpace page that I update only when big things happen.

So I figured, why not create one? Write your musings, thoughts, opinions, and other synonyms. It's a great way to excuse myself from continuing any writing projects I have right now.

*I am a firm believer that the internet was created to distract well-meaning creative brains like myself from finishing (or starting, for that matter) the work I planned on doing.*

But if I look at it positively, I guess I initially started this whole thing because I needed to get myself into the habit of writing everyday. Even if it has nothing to do with my novels, I need to be in Scribe mode, and perhaps it would open up my internal Muse box, and trick it into giving me an idea.

*There's that saying, "Never let your well run dry," and that was exactly what I let happen. Bad girl-who-thinks-she's-a-writer. Bad.*

So here. Hi. Read if you want. Some of it might be boring. Some of it might be interesting. Maybe even funny. And perhaps, who knows? I might even form a niche through this trial-and-error-i-can't-believe-I-started-a-freaking-blog phase.

!!Tip of the Day!!: Drink green tea. The antioxidants and the metabolism boost will do ya good.

~Yep. Pusher of Pens.~