Well, it took a while, but I have more or less conquered the pantry. I feel bad about all the expired food I threw out, but hopefully since Andrew and I live here now we'll be able to keep things under control. Mom has already argued with me about how I organized some of it, but I never expected a simple thank you.
I'm getting ready to head out and turn in a job application. Fun stuff. I probably should have gotten that done when we were out doing stuff at Pan Am the other day, but it's hot out there. ... And I'm back! Dinner was had with Noemi and my folks. I think we're going to go see Hairspray tomorrow for Amanda's birthday. Let it be noted that she is going to be ... 9. I think. I'm pretty sure.
Also on the schedule for tomorrow is cleaning. *sigh* Mom is serious about this whole decluttering thing. I think I'm going to make her sit down so we can work out a game plan of what room we're starting in and where we are putting things for the magical yard sale. And I am going to have a talk with her about the fact that I am going to be doing my best to help her break habits and get rid of things and she needs to not get upset with me when I tell her to get rid of something. I forsee many many arguments. But not now. Now, I am off to dash off a birthday present for Amanda. Maybe a little messenger bag, since she wants to start going to the library. Or maybe I'm being ambitious.
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