Hard to Reach Places

It's Christmas break, and Provo is a ghost town. For the last few days, I have been the only person alive in this small section of the world. I feel kinda like Will Smith in I Am Legend crossed with Tom Hanks in Castaway. Oh, and after today's activities, we need to add a little Danny Tanner, the clean freak from Full House, to the mix.

My evening started out with a trip to WalMart to purchase some much-needed cleaning supplies. Upon my return from WalMart, I started with the kitchen.

I was planning on keeping it simple, but when you're down on the ground, you gain a new perspective on how gross things really are. That's when I pulled the fridge and oven away from the wall.





There were lots of surprises down there. I thought the half-eaten Skittle was going to take the cake, but then a spider came crawling out from who knows where. What the spider has been surviving on, I'll never know...unless spiders eat Skittles.

When I pushed the appliances back into their proper places, I noticed the cupboard above the fridge. I've lived in this apartment for over two years, and I don't think I've ever opened that cupboard.





As you can see, there was nothing too exciting...other than the gelatinous goo that used to be Gatorade. I threw it away.

Next was the floor. It needed more than just a Swiffering. I had to get down Cinderella style for this part.





Any resemblance?





After that, I hit the bathroom hard. It shines like it's never shone before.

Unfortunately I didn't photo-document the bathroom. I didn't get the vacuuming part, either. You probably would've enjoyed that, especially the part where I took our full-sized industrial upright vacuum to the couch and cushions. It has no attachments, so I had to make do.

I blame my mom for making me like this.