Another nice evening.

I'm having another nice evening. I'm sitting around with my roommate cleaning. He's actually helped me a fair amount. A few friends might show up later. I think his cleaning spree has ended though. He's watching TV on his computer now while drinking. The bathroom is now clean. I've mostly cleaned my room. I just need to take the luggage out, pack up my computer, and wipe some surfaces off. I still have some bathroom stuff to pack into my luggage too. The living room is mostly picked up. It needs vacuuming like the rest of the apartment. The kitchen needs the counters wiped off and dishes washed, maybe sweep the floor. Have a bit of trash to take out too. The guest room is doing well too. My roommate looked in earlier and went WOW! You can see the floor! I'm like, yea, because I just spent the last hour cleaning it!

Tomorrow morning I head back to my parents' town. I guess it's my hometown, but sometimes it's hard to think of it that way. I spend so little time there anymore. I guess it's a sign of growing up. My apartment doesn't feel like home either. I almost feel homeless. They say home is where the heart is, but I've not been stationary enough in the past few years for me to feel like my heart is any home. Even when I go stay in Sweden with David it will be in an apartment I've never seen before.

My packing is mostly done now. I have Christmas presents packed and clothes. I still have my toothbrush and such that I still plan to use. I've washed my towels and tomorrow morning I will stick around here long enough to wash my sheets and fold them. I want to come back to this apartment in late January and just make the bed with nice clean sheets, put my stuff away, and be happy. I don't want to come back to a dirty apartment. That's the last thing anyone wants at the end of a stressful trip home. I'll be missing David a lot then too. I won't need the added stress of a messy place. Anyone think of anything else I might forget? Now is the time to tell me! Although I guess I could drive back to my apartment anytime next week that I feel like killing 4 hours.