By "this", I mean the wretched apartment inspection that I have to deal with tomorrow. The joys of living in gov't housing.
I have been cleaning all weekend (well, except for Friday night and Saturday morning 'cause there was that open bar birthday party) and all day today, and I've more or less got things sorted, but ugh. I hate that random people (stupid electricians) can just decide that my house isn't clean enough and that I need to have an inspection "to ensure the health and safety of all our residents". Jiminy Crickets, people, it's not like there are rats or roaches or something! It was messy, not dirty. BIG difference.
But anyway, I got about 10 loads of laundry done and the place is as clean as it's getting. I'm too tired to move, but I can't sleep because I'm all stressed about the inspection. So I put that leg of lamb that the Grocery Fairy brought last month into the crockpot with garlic, onion, rosemary stems, fresh marjoram, carrots, and tomato sauce. I intend to torture the inspector(s) tomorrow with the scent of delicious food they can't have! Take that!