it seems to be cleaning time here, yesterday I spent far too much time on my hands and knees scrubbing things with toothbrushes and unwinding scummy revolting hair from other bits. Then to day I stripped the fridge, cleaned it inside and out and actually moved it and cleaned under it. No there are no pictures, I did think about it but it was just way too humiliating because it was all so disgusting. The fridge alone took me 1 hour and 48 minutes. I keep trying to justify it condition by telling myself well you know if it didn't have a door I can conveniently closes after grabbing out what I want it would be a lot cleaner than it is. Oh and to make my humiliation complete I had jars of stuff that had use by dates of March 2007. Tomorrow I tackle the kitchen cupboard doors and the pantry.
Now a warning, this is really important. On recommendation from my mum I changed nausea medication, mum said this one was better than what I took now, I need it when I get migraines and vertigo. So Friday I had a migraine and felt queasy so throughout the day I took 3 tablets, by 6pm when I poured myself into bed I couldn't settle, every thought I had ever had was speeding through my head then Saturday morning I woke feeling jittery, overwhelmed and I had feelings doom. It took a while to work out, I kept telling Michael something was wrong with me I felt totally out of control. It took a while but we worked out it was the medication. It wasn't until Monday morning that I felt in control again, the anxiety subsided but I'm still a bit jittery, so please please read the pamphlets that come with medication and if you feel different tell someone, I can't remember ever feeling so awful.