finally, i have the apartment to myself. for a week at least, until my sister returns and all chaos ensues. i kid i kid...

i'm relishing the freedom to do whatever i please, this feeling's long overdue; light some candles, blast music on the sound system, leave all the doors open and lights on, run around in my underwear (or nothing at all)...

had a sudden bout of OCD, which resulted in a cleaning spree (yes, again):

magic-clean-wiped the bathroom, hallway and living/dining/kitchen area - it's amazing how quickly dust accumulates, i just cleaned the flat yesterday! - emptied out the vacuum cleaner dustbag and cleaned the filter, vacuumed the bathroom and my bedroom [carpet], cleaned my mirror, dressing table and laid out my new table runner, changed the sheets - washed and hung them out to dry - in anticipation of my sister's return (they actually belong to her), cleaned the bathroom from top to toe; scrubbed the bathtub, glass divider, toilet bowl, sink and all other surfaces, replaced all the drying cloths and floor rugs around the flat with new ones, rearranged the linen baskets... and i think that might be it.

oh, had a quick bite and a lovely shower after all that manic cleaning. now i think i might pop on a film, light some candles + use my green tea facial mask tonight. ahhh.. it's amazing how good i feel right in this moment; like i've purged the flat of all the crap that has been going on lately.

i can finally breathe again... wish this feeling could last forever