faster pussycat... type! type!

All you need to start an asylum is an empty room and the right kind of people.

My mom is desperate to help me with this move. I kept telling her I had it under control, which was a total lie, of course. But if it was out of control, it was my fault, and I guess I felt that I should not be helped out of it because I suck and procrastinate and am lazy. You know? I should pay the price for my sins. But I’ve decided, just now, that if she is free tomorrow, she can help me pack the kitchen. Aren’t I sweet? Part of the reason that I didn’t want her to help is she gets sad when she sees my place a mess. And the apartment is currently unclean. But on the phone this morning she told me she decided that that was her own issue that she was projecting onto me. And I told her that I could have told her that, I knew it all along. But that doesn’t make up for the fact that it makes her sad. Who wants to make their mommy sad? The other reason is based on a story she tells about me as a kid. Apparently, I would somehow talk my friends into doing my chores. I would be cleaning my room and someone would come by to see if I could play, and my mom would tell them that I couldn’t play until my room was clean. Naturally, I was not exactly rushing around cleaning. I was probably lying on the floor, looking for pictures in the patterns on the ceiling. Like I do now. Or playing with my toys. Like I do now. So my little friend would ask if they could help, my mom would peek in later to find me lollygagging about, while they cleaned. Now, I don't remember doing this. But, it doesn't surprise me. It's not an aspect of my personality I should be proud of, and I'm not. Exactly. But... I admit... Look, I can't help it if I was in high demand as a playmate. And that I had better things to do than clean my room. My head was, and still is, full of many things that take precedent over the more mundane aspects of life.

So part of me feels that this apartment is not completely empty and clean because I am waiting for that little friend to come over and do my chores. Shame on me. :P

Posted by jodi at octobre 30, 2004 01:54 PM

you'd never be able to use those jedi mind tricks on me. i'm of the same ilk- would rather not clean ever.

Posted by: river selkie at octobre 30, 2004 05:35 PM

jodi - your friends weren't entrepenerial (sp?) enough. i used to clean janet's room... for cash! it was understood that she just would never actually CLEAN, but we had to sleep out in the hallway until her room was clean, so i'd get $5 for cleaning it =) do you know how many candy bars and video games that was back then?

Posted by: arifa at octobre 31, 2004 04:05 AM

Fee you came to my house, with Lisa, and when you both woke up before me, what did you do? For FREE?

Posted by: jodi at octobre 31, 2004 10:07 AM

hey - we did clean! i remember distinctly because lisa and i were awake and kind of scared to move around until we washed some stuff =)

Posted by: arifa at novembre 1, 2004 11:32 AM