Yeah, I'm so sure. But y'all, I've been too busy being glamorous - so sorry.
Glamorous blowing my nose. Glamorous hacking up a lung or two. Glamorous cleaning out the fridge. Yeah, you heard me. I finally cleaned out my refrigerator. Ew.
Seriously, I knew there was a lot of stuff in there that needed throwing away, but what I didn't realize was all the stuff I'd forgotten about behind all the stuff I knew about. I almost took a picture of the before, but I was too embarrassed. And that's saying something, because it takes a lot to embarrass me!
What started out as a simple, oh, I need to go to the grocery store tossing became a full fledged water on the floor, 38 pieces of tupperware to be washed, and oh, for the love of garlic what was that? But don't tell my mother - I have an image to uphold of never owning anything past it's due date.
So it's clean-ish. Sadly not completely clean, but that would take a chisel, and I don't happen to have one handy. And not I'm off to the glamorous grocery store. In my glamorous "I'm hiding" baseball cap. I know, I know, contain your jealousy.
Psst. I'm going to fold laundry later. I hope that didn't just set you over the edge.