Just a few weeks ago, it actually felt like we owned this house. Today capitalized that feeling. I've spent most of the day on my hands and knees scrubbing Orange Glo off the floor. I also finally got around to removing the tape on the bottom of my bathroom cabinets, scraping away excess grout, sweeping all the floors, cleaning countertops, doing laundry, scrubbing other floors and organizing in general.
I'm excited to get this house together in a shape that is recognizable as a home, but I have an ulterior motive. The rest of my furniture is arriving on Monday and I need to get some things together so Favorite can move our current bed into one of the spare rooms. I also think it's a good idea to have floors cleaned before furniture arrives.
But I feel a pretty decent sense of accomplishment. I'm proud of myself. Now if I could only get that endless stack of papers graded.