I have decided that I am not yet ready to start the new year. Heck, I still haven’t recovered from last year. Jet lag and heavy drinking in the same week took a tole on my body. What better way to start the new year than a little relaxation and re-cooperation?
I will have this weekend all to myself. No friends, no roommates, no parties, no restaurants, no unpacking. Just me in my boyfriend’s 1 bedroom Chelsea waterfront apartment…cable, big screen, and Nintendo Wii all inclusive (don’t forget about the mini-bar aka refrigerator). Mr. A is working in Norway this weekend, and I thought that it would be an absolutely brilliant idea if I could just “borrow” the flat while he’s away. My wish was granted and here I am on the cozy bed with fluffy pillows and all the modern amenities a girl could ask for. I never realized how much I like this place.
A day into my stay, I’ve decided that I need a new kind of therapy. I am not talking about a mental cleanse through some sort of meditation. Oh no, I am talking about the hands on experience of cleaning one’s apartment, or in this case, someone else’s apartment. This place is absolutely gorgeous, but it does need a bit of tidying up. Mr. A’s going to be working 7 days a week this winter, so I thought I should be a good girlfriend and help the guy out.
My first target was *dramatic pause* the bathroom. I was literally on my hands and knees scrubbing every inch of that room. I may lose all my readers after this sentence (HAH – like I have any), but I found the task to be quite enjoyable. Since we have a cleaner at my own flat, I don’t really have to clean all that often. It was very rewarding to see the outcome of my hard work. The bathroom looks immaculate, and it’s all because of me. I must really love this guy in order to spend my Saturday afternoon scrubbing his toilet. Don’t worry too much. I treated myself to a nice soak in the tub while eating some cake his mom baked for me =) .
I spent the rest of the evening doing laundry, grocery shopping, and watching a Sex and the City marathon. Tomorrow, I will cook my first Norwegian meal. Hrmm, I like playing housewife.