Cheeto

Yesterday I found a dusty Cheeto under one of the burners in my stove. I was too grossed out to touch it so I just left it there, but knowing it's there, collecting dust and being gross was too much for me - I couldn't stop thinking about it. So I just now got my courage up and got it out. I feel much better except I just know that there is probably more under the stove top that is just as bad if not worse...

When we moved into this unit, it was not clean. The prior tenant was still here the morning we were to move in, frantically trying to get her deposit back. She swiffered the whole place and seemed to think that was good enough but I keep finding little things, like the Cheeto, that remind me the place is not really as clean as I'd like it. And my sister has seen a cockroach. So in addition to disposing of the Cheeto, I vacuumed tonight - don't want any crumbs around. Yes, it is Friday at 8pm and I was vacuuming, and thinking about how much harder it is to vacuum hardwood than carpet because you can't see where you have already covered! Now I am writing about vacuuming on my blog that nobody reads. And next I am going to watch Lifetime. This all probably says something bad about my coolness level.