I still have an entire house to clean before my parents arrive at 10am tomorrow. Maybe you can tell how motivated I am to clean by the fact that I am sitting here writing a nothing post about stuff all, maybe not.
It's not that I've done nothing all day. I did go out and get tortured by an optometrist and shall have to go back in a week or so which, quite frankly, bodes ill. It wasn't wholly bad visit though, I got to see some wonderfully fascinating pictures of my eyes and was told that the little things that looked like fires were scars from a youthful brush with toxoplasmosis. Cats, eh? Can't keep their viruses to themselves!
Oh hell, I really have to get the cleaning done. Damn.