8/8/2005 - Clean House or Haunted House?

Do I have to choose?

Apparently, so... the Fiji Mermaid skeleton that I started on Friday night, a few inspired twists of wire and some foam core, sat untouched the rest of the weekend, despite my deep desire to get going on it. I even had a camera nearby to record the steps as a tutorial, but for some reason, my sinus-infected spouse woke up Saturday morning with a deeper desire to clean the house top to bottom, having come off a week of putting up an out-of-town house guest where little got done except entertain.

Things I've never seen before were dusted and cleaned... sofas were ripped apart and vacuumed in places where cheerios feared to tread but somehow became lodged, beds were stripped and pillows were aired out. Clothes were washed and folded and put away in such quantities that we ran out of hangers and drawer space. My back is ruined from hauling things from the basement to the second floor all day. And the monsters in my studio remained unfazed. Maybe tonight I'll pay them a visit. At least, they have a clean place to live.