I finally did it! I've been saying it for months, many, many months. I got a housekeeper. It's taken me 25 years, but I really know me now, and I know that I'm not a cleaner. In fact, the only times that I really, REALLY cleaned my house since I bought it in...oh...April of 2003 are: 1) my housewarming party 2) when my dad visited 3) when my mom visited 4) when my mom & dad visited. That's it folks. 4 times in the past 19 months...I have a real problem! Sure there may have been a swiff here or a slight scrub of a toilet or sink there... But the truth of the matter is that I don't clean. So, for the sake of my sanity and those who aren't naturally accustomed to cat hair (for shame!) it's a done deal. The deep clean is scheduled for the 'morn. 
And now I'm going to the gym (gasp!) to work out for the first time since probably last winter. Wish me luck...I'm going to need it to stay motivated. Must beat the winter sparetire season before it attacks!!
And now I'm going to the gym (gasp!) to work out for the first time since probably last winter. Wish me luck...I'm going to need it to stay motivated. Must beat the winter sparetire season before it attacks!!
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I've been getting back into the exercising again myself. My last year in grad school, plus having to work all the time, meant I had to take about a year off. If I push things, I'll probably strain something and get nowhere fast. My roommate has a crappy weight set. I'll use it until I think I'm in decent enough shape thatI won't kill myself at a gym.