The first weekend of the Christmas break and we were up til 3.15am from Sunday night... was it a good party, you ask? Yes, if you like detergents and Weng going 'Huh?! You call that clean?!' for four and a half hours.
It took the three of us that long to clean and arrange the kitchen, our tiny corridor of a kitchen, and since we've put so much effort into it, no one's to use it, ever. The same goes for the toilet too.
I single handedly braved the limescale, the drainhair, and the waterline (in the bathtub!!) to get the place spotless.
Neurotic? No. Not us. The place is finally habitable. Last week's trash is no longer hanging out with the invasion of shoes, and the corridor actually smells...okay. No more embarrassing "yea, we're supposed to clean up last week..."-type excuses when friends come around, and no more being able to keep a dietary record using the kitchen stove.
I feel good. Oh, and it's four days to Christmas!
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