- Magically arrange and put away all the tons of stuff in boxes and lying in piles around the new apartment.
- Remove the ugly mini-blinds in my new apartment and replace them with lovely curtains.
- Stop time long enough to lie on my big fluffy couch and read books until I fall asleep.
- Magically and neatly fold fitted sheets and put them in the linen closet.
- Collect all the stuff that needs to go to Goodwill and float it down the street and into the donations box.
- Fix whatever is wrong with my printer.
- Return light bulbs that don’t work and magically select the ones that do from the aisle at Target dedicated to 6,503 sizes of light bulbs.
- Make a big fat ice cream sundae for my boyfriend for doing tons of handiwork.
- I may as well make one for myself while I'm at it.
- Clean the old place.
- Type up a brilliant prospectus and residency application and slide them into the mailbox with correct postage.
- Install a 3-pronged electrical outlet next to my bathroom sink. (There are no working outlets in my bathroom—none.)
- Re-pot all my plants.
- Find something to put in the weird-shaped, unusable fireplace spot in my living room that covers up the electrical outlet (there IS an outlet right in the middle of the fireplace-hole! WTF?) that fits and doesn’t look funky. Candelabra? Pillows? Lamp?
Tuesday, May 22, 2007
Things I would do if I had a magic wand or a bewitched nose or at least a crew of helpful mice like in Cindarella:
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2 comments:
In the fireplace spot I envision some sort of shrine. To a deity? To the creative process? TO CHEETOS!!
Housewarming party?
Oh honey!
I think you need a day off to just sit with the mess and not worry about it. That's what Dr. Voix prescribes.
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