laundry tubs unite!

Ok. i'm still not cleaning. but now i have a good excuse for not cleaning, which makes all the difference in the world. in my head at least. A few days ago our basement laundry tub decided that it had been neglected long enough, and so in its final act of protest, decided to allow all the water in its u-bend to dry up. This seeming innocent act of rebellion allowed sewer gas into our home, and so the stank began. in our valiant efforts to air out this horrible stink of all stanks, our basement window was opened. and it hasn't been closed since, and its freezing! so, unless i decide to don a parka and some nice woolly mittens in order to clean, there will be no cleaning in basement-ville. its a tragedy of great proportions. well, i suppose i could force myself to go down there and close the window... nah. excuses are nice.

hoo doggie!

Once again, nothing highly exciting has been happening in my basement, unless you count the uninhibited reproduction of assorted creepies and crawlies as exciting. in that case it has been a rip-roaring good time down there. i previously had made enough headway so that i can study down there, as yummy as that may sound, but i think its so cold my brain freezes up. its not working out quite as i had imagined it, but its not so bad. school is eating up a good deal of my time, and the rest, well, i just dont feel inspired to clean. who knew you had to be inspired to clean? perhaps its just an excuse not to clean because i am lazy, but until i know for sure, i think i'll sit there on the couch and wait for the muse of basement cleaning to come inspire me. i do wonder what such a muse would look like, for some reason i picture oscar the grouches friend grouchetta emerging mysteriously from the depth of the junk piles, and proceeding to yell at me. that would be awesome.