How did you spend your Labor Day? Was it relaxing? I certainly hope so. I've finally settled in my comfy bed with my "new" laptop (thanks to Beth for getting a new computer and for recycling to me the old one. After a painful laptopless year I again rejoice with portability!!!) But today for me as really been anything but relaxing. Labor Day for me this year was not spent in my pajamas (happy Birthday Kari) or reading (how nice to be Trisha and have that pleasure) or picnicking (farewell Sarah Arden - we all wish you happiness in Costa Rica). Well, technically I guess I did picnic slightly as I attended Sarah's party for a couple hours. But for the majority of this day I was actually laboring.
Specifically I was cleaning at my new home. Yes it's official, I have a new home and I love it. I'm so excited to be there, but I've been cleaning constantly since Friday and I'm a now kind of exhausted. Though I love my place there is much (and I mean much) work to be done. We are painting and cleaning . . . and saying that it needs cleaning is a gross understatement. The condo is currently in a state that can only be explain in the following manner: Completely Curry Covered.
For those of you who have never had the joy of cleaning curry I will be the person to inform you that you don't want to ever have to do it. At least not in a place where it hasn't been attempted in four years. I'm pretty sure the people that lived there before us didn't own cleaning products. It's on everything in the condo. The stove, the shower, the walls, the light fixtures, the drapes, the carpeting . . . . the doors, the floors. The very pores of the house bleed a yellow sticky substance. I'm beginning to wondering if it will ever stop dripping from things. Cabinets. Refrigerator. Stove. Oie! Stove! Today we moved the stove and among the crap found behind it was a matchbox car that we think may have been yellow once, a drumstick (for a drum set, not from a chicken), some strange flat metal objects that resembled pie plates, a press-on nail (it was pink I think), and balls of curry deposited on the floor and walls. 409, Loc (a great product by AMWAY) and TSP substitute were our chemicals of choice to make it somewhat better back there. We still have to do it again before I'm willing to call it clean.
I am not horribly opposed to the smell of curry. And I love Indian food. But I am opposed to having it on all the surfaces in my new home. This week will be the week of labor days. The labor will be intensive because there is a lot of curry to remove from a lot of places. And then we get to paint and make it pretty and then hopefully I will be able to have a new home for a nice long time to live in and love and grow. I can't wait to see the fruits of this Labor Day.
Back in college, in 2004 when blogging was hardly even a thing yet, I was here. Blogging before blogging meant anything to anyone. You can look in the archives for my past writings, but it was much more like a journal in the past. When we started fundraising, I messed around with the idea of launching something new for this new phase of our journey but actually hated that idea. I am a sum of all of my life and so much of it is here already. So I'm keeping it here. At least for now.
My main focus these days is blogging about our newest journey into the bizarre and wonderful world of gestational surrogacy. Posts dated 2013 and forward will trend heavily toward that journey. I don't promise everything I write will be about though. There might be other things that sneak in occasionally.
Please come along our journey with us. As the saying goes, "The more, the merrier!"
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