ready maid rescue

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okay first of all i need some kind of personal shield around sunrise records. they keep putting more cds in the list that's on sale and i keep getting sucked in and buying two or three little cds. i mean they're ONLY 9.99 after all. this is killing me, seriously i've spent like two hundred bucks in that store in a WEEK!

but oh such lovely music!

so many things i've wanted forever and so many others that i've sort of considered getting but haven't.

god i shouldn't be allowed to have money in my wallet... all i want to do is spend it. something has to happen or i'll just stay this broke.

i did "blow" fifty bucks and some chinese takeout on a maid yesterday to clean my apartment and it looks AWESOME!!! [yes maid i'm talking to you! feel free to out yourself... not sure if you're private about such things in the blogverse or not] i walked into my apartment today and it was so nice. i didn't have to feel oppressed by my own mess... and i didn't feel guilty about what a pig i am.

the fact remains that i do not have the energy to clean my own house when i get home from work and my place was basically falling into greater and greater disrepair.

interestingly since then i've organized my entire cd collection (yes even the burned ones) and started throwing shit out. guess i just needed someone to start the process for me. my place had turned into some kind or metaphor for depression actually.

one of the signs of depression is an inability to get anything done. you think of doing this one thing and that leads to this other thing and this other thing and suddenly you have this huge list of stuff to deal with and you don't know where to start and then you don't do *anything*. so they tell you to imagine a giant dresser and each drawer is one task and that you're just opening one drawer at a time.

that's actually some hella useful advice by the way.

anyway my apartment had gotten like that. i wanted to clean my living room but i had to find a place to put all sorts of shit away and then i started thinking i should get the bedroom done first and work out from there and i basically started spinning in circles and not starting anything.

then i added guilt to the mix and thus got nothing done for another month.

finally i caved and offered my friend fifty bucks and dudes. SO WORTH IT!

i am here to tell you that it's worth giving up a dinner out or whatever if in exchange you get a maid visit. so much better than half a pair of shoes or a month of cable or anything. if you find yourself perpetually behind the eight ball when it comes to cleaning your place?

GET.A.MAID!!!!

so nice.

so today, instead of looking around my apartment, feeling guilty, getting depressed and still not accomplishing shit?

yeah i made a mixed tape and organized my burned cds.

so good!

hubris will be so proud of me when he sees the CD i got today...
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i've noticed some oddness happening around my comments section... people show up when a post has been up for a little while and start saying stuff like:
'i know i'm late to the party but...'
'this is totally off topic but...'
'everyone already said what i'm thinking so i'll just say hi'
'i'm sure what i just said was stupid'
'i hope you don't mind if i comment...'
'i don't think that made any sense...'
and i would like to address a little of this.

first of all? if a post is up? you're not late to the party at all, it's there to be commented on. even if it's the tenth post down my list it's still there to be commented on, if you have something to say, no matter how long ago the post went up *i* still want to hear it. regardless, just comment okay?

there is no such thing as off topic, if you have something to say? say it... i don't care what it's about, i'm here for the conversation.

say what you're thinking anyway, your words are different than theirs.

IT'S NEVER STUPID!

i welcome every single, solitary comment i get. i just delete the spam. if you're not linking to massage schools i'm probably happy to hear whatever you have to say... even if it isn't positive.

it always makes sense. every single time someone has said 'that probably didn't make any sense' it ALWAYS has. just so you know.
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i used to clean houses for money. some of you may not know that. and the thing i noticed universally was that almost everyone was somehow embarassed to have called a housekeeper in. and i totally didn't get it.

these people make a hundred or fifty or thirty or whatever bucks an hour. they work their forty hour weeks that turn into sixty with commuting and lunch. they go out with their friends and you know? they're freaking tired at the end of the day.

i'm freaking tired at the end of the day.

and still they call you up and you show up and you cheerfully clean their house. which they've often cleaned already because they're so embarassed to have called you.

and then they see it. the house is clean and they didn't do SHIT.

and that's it, they're over it... suddenly you're the hero of their lives.

i'm like that myself, and i can't really afford to get someone to clean my house... and yet?

SO WORTH IT!

hire a housekeeper. give someone fifty bucks to clean for three hours. watch your taps sparkle.

have a mimosa and thank me in the morning *grin*

see ya! have a good night!