September 27, 2005

yes, i really did

I know, I know. Iím such a launch tease.

But I swear itís not my fault. I almost donít dare tell you the new date for the Big Change, because itís not likely youíll believe me after all this crying wolf. Letís just leave it at this: Itís like, falling in love. Itíll happen when you least expect it.

There, donít you feel better?

Iím wearing a suit today, which means that something else big is up. Please to do the crossing of fingers. Fueled by anticipation of the something else big, I spent last night in a flurry of nervous energy, tearing my apartment to little bits. It started out as simple straightening, but then, hey, whatís this in the cupboard? And before I knew it, I was in the middle of a massive reorganization.

Somewhere between rediscovering my Belgian waffle maker and adios-ing my ten year old, hardly used spice rack, I missed the movie Iíd bought a ticket for. Thatís when I knew Iíd gone too far. Though, it still did take all my power to stop myself from taking down the curtains and washing them (probably ironing them, as well, if I am being honest about my own sickness).

I do that sometimes. I also get worked up and clean fixtures with Q-tips. So on the Neurotic Cleaning Scale, last nightís binge wasnít so bad.

Except for the part when I actually vacuumed the cat.

Posted by This Fish at September 27, 2005 10:24 AM
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Do you not understand I live for this web site? I mean I sit here daily waiting for the re-launch. Okay, not really. I don't want you to think I am a crazy Internet stalker. I just hope I don't audibly gasp with delight at work when the change over occurs because if I do my blog-reading cover at w-o-r-k will be blown.
I hope the big event today goes well. Whatever it is it must be big. A suit and house cleaning? Jinkies. Are we talking multi-million dollar book deal here? A promo to CEO of some Fortune 500 company? Perhaps your own television dramedy? Sigh. Too much anticipation. Bust out the Q-tips (and another post/update pretty please).

Posted by: Brian M. at September 27, 2005 10:34 AM

I prefer massive reorganization to draining pints of Ben and Jerry's while watching Family Guy on DVD.

Besides, cleaning burns calories.

Neuroses have a funny way about them. They help us harness the strangest of emotions by placing them all on tasks or habits. How productive.

Good luck on your Big Day. I hope a nice layer of great is iced onto it.

What movie were you going to see?

Posted by: Sara at September 27, 2005 11:05 AM

vacuuming the cat. thank heavens I'm not the only one who gets that inkling on a regular basis. Never actually TRIED it, I just end up sending her out for Fluff 'N Fold.

Posted by: tgov at September 27, 2005 11:14 AM

Is it wrong for me to hope that the suit is for a lunch meeting with a literary agent rather than a promotional move among the 'corporate monkeys'. Your associations, exposure, fan base...everything screams book deal-or am I the only one hearing this? Either way finger crossing it is oh talented gilled one.

Posted by: Diana at September 27, 2005 11:30 AM

My roommate went to a special screening of "Serenity" last night. I am *so* jealous.

Posted by: Michael at September 27, 2005 11:39 AM

*disclaimer for PETA: No animals were harmed in the making of this post, even if the cat did voice his/her disenchantment and being vacuumed!*

I go on binges like that. I just wish they were more often. Cleaning is so....therapeutic!

Wonderfully funny post.

Posted by: Brian at September 27, 2005 11:48 AM

There are a whole lot worse things you could do. Doesn't just make you feel great when it's done though? Few things in life leave that kind of lasting pleasure.

Oh, and *crossing fingers* for you. ;)

Posted by: Megan at September 27, 2005 12:02 PM

I throw away massive amounts of clothes. Nearly on a weekly basis. Then I buy more. It is the only thing that keeps me sane.

Posted by: Tanya at September 27, 2005 12:02 PM

Good luck with your job interview - bet you can't wait to escape NY monkey firm so finger crossed!

And you're not alone with the neurotic cleaning thing... I'm regrouting the shower this evening.

Posted by: kleesrosegarden at September 27, 2005 12:15 PM

I go on random cleaning binges...usually after I've had a persistent cold or the flu. Or at like 2 in the morning. And I too bust out the Q-tips. Quite often I do that to my computer tower to remove dust and the like. Beware the cleaning frenzy...

Posted by: Lisa at September 27, 2005 12:48 PM

Next time you get on one of those binges, please feel free to stop by my house. :)

Posted by: Heather Anne at September 27, 2005 01:55 PM

I bet you were a tease in high school too, huh? We southern girls have a name for folks like you!!! In spite of the agonizing wait, I too have my fingers crossed.

(but hurry up please!)

Posted by: wife2gregg at September 27, 2005 01:55 PM

i'm so glad i'm not the only one who seriously thinks about vacuuming the cat.

Posted by: elisafitness at September 27, 2005 03:06 PM

I vacuumed my orange tabby once, many years ago. I still limp.

But for a day, he was one absolutely nonshedding cat.

Posted by: Lex at September 27, 2005 03:28 PM

Oh, and you know what's awesome? The bleach pen.

Posted by: Tanya at September 27, 2005 03:46 PM

Fingers officially crossed. Good luck!

Posted by: Carrie at September 27, 2005 03:56 PM

Waiting in breathless anticipation! Hoping good hopes and typimgf elirh fingrd cerissd (that was "typing with fingers crossed" - it's harder than it looks....)

And I have vacuumed my dog once. It was self-defense though - he kept trying to eat the vacuum-cleaner. They still are not on speaking terms. :)

Posted by: lawyerchik1 at September 27, 2005 04:18 PM

Hey Heather,

I am in love with you or at least your blog. You have me addictive to your big city living. I find your blog creative, personal, and unique. I am looking forward to the changes, but I also still stick with the old saying "Why fix it when it aint broke." I will be adding you to my blog as soon as I figure out how to add links. Thanks for letting me in your world.

Smiles
Shanda

Posted by: Shanda at September 27, 2005 04:40 PM

hiya just to let you know i'm moving my blog from tomorrow to

www.coldheartchronicles.blogspot.com

:0)

Posted by: katya coldheart at September 27, 2005 05:57 PM

The suspense is killing me. Again.

Posted by: Torrie at September 27, 2005 06:33 PM

i keep coming back to this site so i linked you! thanks for the good blogging.

Posted by: elisafitness at September 27, 2005 08:45 PM

YOur not nesting are you? Getting ready for the long cold winter? Remember the Flow BEE? Works great on small animals, Although I did get in trouble for using it on my sister.

Posted by: b at September 27, 2005 09:18 PM

I vacuumed my cat when he was a kitten.

But before the PETA folks hunt me down: I used the attachment; he loved it... it was a regular occurrence when I was in the non-pet apartment.

Now that he has a "real" house of his own, not so much vacuuming is necessary.

Can't wait for the changes. And loved the spoon pictures, too!

Posted by: ~Kabe at September 28, 2005 12:08 AM

"Neurotic Cleaning Binge" brings to mind a discussion over dinner with friends on Sunday night. It was summarized as follows:

When you use a toothbrush to clean the grout in the bathroom, that makes you a fairly meticulous cleaner. When you start using the dental floss, you've gone a bit too far.

:)

Posted by: GreatScott at September 28, 2005 10:19 AM

My deaf cat (white with blue eyes; deafness is hereditary) loves to be vacuumed. She isn't scared by the noise like the others are. In fact, I think she feels the ground vibrate and that is what wakes her up from a nap mewling to be vacuumed.

Posted by: Alyce at September 28, 2005 04:12 PM

Yeah, I have to say that Sir Hal seemed to be enjoying himself. It's not a punishment... and he's definitely not afraid.

Posted by: Fish at September 28, 2005 04:16 PM