Speaking of cleaning bedrooms....

In the past two weeks, my room mate and I started cleaning my room. It had gotten dark and dingy and I needed to have the walls washed because I'm a smoker and for the 1st year we lived in this apartment, we burned oily, waxy candles that did a number on our walls and everything. It was gross. We had (well, mostly my roomy) washed all the walls in the other rooms last year but waited on my room. Finally one day last week we just dove into it unexpectedly.

Most of the walls were washed last week, just one more wall and a small portion of another had to be done. In my room is the big wall unit a/c and it was replaced today with a brand new one (not at my expense!). So, we wanted the walls to be done and ready for it so she finished washing them yesterday. She is such a peach!

In between all the washing is the moving of the queen bed, the dresser, the hope chest, the computer desk, the lounge chair, a bookcase the tv and dvd players and all the crap I had everywhere. Since this was the 2nd day in 2 weeks of doing this, I think every muscle in my body and every joint is screaming at me right now, but truth is, I'm soooooooo glad it's done and I would do it again tomorrow if I had to, no matter how sore I was.

I know my room mate is hurting as well. I'm so grateful to here for helping me with this gigantic chore and making it so much more enjoyable and easy for me.....I don't deserve what she did, but I know how lucky I am to have a friend like her.

Okay, off my soapbox for now...just needed to get that out. It's a pleasure to be in my room again....I'm breathing more calmly and feeling like this is my place of refuge again.