So here I am at home at 11:45pm on Friday night. And what am I doing? Cleaning. Yep, cleaning. I cleaned the showerhead, now all sprayers spray. I went through my fridge for old food (such as milk that expired on February 5th… yes, over a month ago… and no, I was not still drinking it). I am about to grab the vacuum. I washed almost all of my clothing. I washed all my mirrors. Speaking of mirrors… I’ve had the same mirror above my sink in my bathroom for five years now. For five years, I could never see the top of my head. It just wasn’t tall enough. I’d have to lean down. So I was washing it tonight, then I stopped in the middle of cleaning it. My brain started making connections. Synapses were firing. Then it felt like someone smacked me in the face. I grabbed the longest flexible object around. I got an idea of the length of the mirror going across. Then I checked it for the height of the available area before me. I stopped for a few short seconds with my mouth gaping open. I immediately ran to my truck to get a screwdriver. I ran back and unscrewed the plastic holders on the mirror. I grabbed the mirror from both sides and rotated it 90 degrees. I set it in its groove, and gently pushed it against the wall. Perfect. Fit. I couldn’t believe it. For five years, all I could see was from my nose, down. I can now see my entire head (maybe I don’t want to though!! HA!). Why did it take five years for my brain to recognize that if I rotated it, the width of the mirror would be the perfect height? I wonder what else around the house I will have epiphanies with.
Well, I must continue my cleaning. It’s time for a vacuuming. I will do it while listening to electronica music on The System on XM. I finally hooked a cable from my computer to my stereo system so I can play music loudly and shake the house and wake the neighbors (at midnight). I am thinking of plugging my computer into my TV and using it as a monitor. I am unsure of what the resolution will look like, as I am used to a nice high resolution on my laptop. I would also need a wireless keyboard and mouse. But this achievable.
All this house cleaning, someone would think you were having a house guest or something??
There is nothing wrong with cleaning on a friday night. As long as it makes you happy.
Now you can finally see the bald spot appearing on the top of your head.
I should probably mention that I was not complaining, but simply stating fact.
And I don’t have a bald spot. I have a receding hair line.