I've always been crazy, but it's kept me from going insane.

I don't know about you, but I'm getting loads of stuff done while in prison home.

*looks around at the pigsty we've been living in*

Tuesday had me all: WHAT  CAN  I  CLEAN  NOW?
I cleaned my makeup vanity and all my makeup brushes.

*wonders if or when I'll wear makeup again*

I cleaned our glass front doors.

Then I started cleaning the glass doors out towards the lanai and then I wondered why we have SO many glass doors in the first place.

But you know what they say about people who live in glass houses...
Ummm, they go through a lot of Windex.

Cleaning glass/windows is my least favorite chore. Ever.

Then I tackled the refrigerator.

Me, proud of my accomplishment to Coach when he came home:
Notice anything different about the fridge?
Him, oblivious to the filth that it was: You gave all our food away?

It really wasn't filthy, it was just regular dirty.

Now, you can literally eat out of our fridge. 

*patting myself on the back, cause that right there was pure gold*

I'm getting low on pineapple, creamer, and crackers. I might have to venture OUT THERE in a few days.

Unless I can get my sweet husband to go for me.
Or, I can act like it's the year 2020 and do online order and delivery.

I'd like to see just how long I can go without leaving the confines of our property.
Let's call this a practice test for in-house arrest, just in case, you know, in the future, I might need to do it for real.

I'm not stir crazy yet.
However, I’ve always been crazy.

Waylon Jennings was also pure gold.

My desk, craft table, and entire laundry room are spic and span; it looks like no one lives here and that's how I like it.
{kidding}
{Not kidding}

{Y'all realize I know this is a serious virus and I'm not making light of any of it. I pray for those affected by this and those who are vulnerable to it.}  *Please let this pass sooner than later*


What's the weirdest thing you've cleaned this week?