I feel like I’m starting experience cabin fever. This seems to happen every couple of weeks if I don’t get out of the house too much, and lately I haven’t been out much. Just a meeting for work last Monday, taking my brother to get some clothes from home and out on the front porch. It’s pathetic, and I really shouldn’t let myself get this way, but with the way the weather’s been lately, I really don’t feel like straying too far.

While I was at my mom’s with Blaine, I noticed she was looking through some linoleum for, presumably, the bathroom floor. Her and Bart have been working on the house on Sundays, trying to get things done. I think she’s hoping to move back in with him before her next lease is up. It was one of those really earthly looking designs. I think it would look really nice with one of those vessel sinks I saw on TV. They have some really neat designs, like faucets that come out of the medicine cabinet door.

I always like watched home improvement shows. I guess I think I would be fun to do something like that. I never thought too much about it before. Definitely too late for a career choice, not that I’d want to. I think it’s just more fun in theory than in practice. I doubt I’d have the patience for that line of work. Some people are just too picky to please.

So, I had doing dishes. I’m not going to lie. In fact, I’ll avoid doing dishes as much as possible, and about the only time I will do them is when I see that they’ve really started to pile up and start interfering with the cleanliness of the kitchen. Not that it’s one of those situations where the kitchen begins to look like it consists only of dirty dishes, but, really, the kitchen isn’t that big, so more than a couple of days without doing dishes has some icky results. Or at least icky enough to bother me into washing dishes.

The point of my discussion about my adversion to doing dishes, you ask? Well, my grandpa, who has done a whole lot of talking about doing this or that but little to follow through, mentioned something about looking at sinks to replace the one in the kitchen. Personally, I say - keep the sink we have and invest in a dishwasher, but I guess if that’s not going to happen, a new sink would be nice because one of the reasons I hate washing dishes so much is that our sink is so small and shallow that you basically have to wash dishes in shifts to get to it all. It’s very annoying.

I guess there was no real point to this rant other than my distaste of dish washing, really, but whatever. I’m sick, I’m tired and, therefore, I don’t have to make sense.

Well, I got a call yesterday and my bed will be in on Tuesday. They’re delivering it sometime on Wednesday, and I can’t even begin to explain how happy I’ll be to sleep in my own bed once again. The couch is not comfortable, and after sleeping on it for a week, it’s a wonder I can even stand up straight.

I was looking at some directbuy articles about bedroom furniture, and there were some really cute bed frames. Unfortunately, most of them were for full sized or bigger. It’s going to be weird sleeping on a twin. I can’t even remember the last time I had a twin size bed. I think it will be okay, though. The mattress felt really comfy when I sat on it to test it out. Of course, after the couch, I think anything would feel comfortable. It’ll be nice to have my room complete. It seems so bare without a bed in here.

Honestly, I feel very weird being back in my room all alone. It seems so far away from everyone else. My grandma told me I’d just have to come out of my bedroom more. I don’t think I’ll have much of a choice. I used to always stay in the computer room because I could watch TV and work on stuff in there. I don’t have that luxury anymore. I miss the television. Not that I really watch a whole lot of it anyway, but even so.

All those times I’ve found myself searching all of my room for a pen, and just in the last week, I think I’ve discovered all of the Papermate pens I’ve ever bought.

I also discovered a pair of shoes under my bed, still in the box that I’ve never wore. I vaguely remember buying them - two years ago. How ridiculous is that? At least once I get my new bed, I’ll only have half the space to shove stuff under.

It’ll be weird sleeping in a twin size bed after having a full size, but the downsize was necessary. I don’t have a whole lot of space to work with in my bedroom, and it took a lot of reconfiguring to get things to a place where everything will fit.

Honestly, though, at the moment I’m most proud of my closet because I went through all of my stuff. I got rid of a lot of clothes, and I’ve managed to store a lot of a stuff in there, in an organized way instead of having it all shoved in there and hoping it wouldn’t fall out and knock me over.

I was looking at some platform beds today, and I think if or when I get a new bed frame that would be the kind I’d like to get. I’d probably go for the wooden frame with either a cherry or dark chocolate finish. I just think they’re really pretty and modern looking. Right now I think my bedroom looks so … not me. I don’t really know how to explain it. I feel like I’m stuck in a child’s room or something. I wish my bedroom reflected me a bit more, but what can you do?

I’ve started listening to Twilight by Stephanie Meyer on audiobook. I love it already. I’d heard a lot about it and got curious. I’ve been planning to go to the library to check it out, but I figured the audiobook would work just as well right now since I have so much to do at the computer.

I’m planning to do put the finishing touches on my magazine layout for my cereal box today. I wasn’t too pleased with the way it was looking when I was working on it on Saturday, but I really haven’t looked at it since. Things always seem to look worse the longer you stare at it, so I’ll have to see how I feel when I look again.