In The Weeds

Once Thanksgiving week was over and people left Bakersfield to go back to work and school, I thought I would be able to get my life back on track.

I was wrong.

Immediately after the Thanksgiving weekend, I had daily rehearsals for our church’s Boar’s Head play up until the three performances this past weekend. On top of nightly 3+ hour sessions, I spent my free weekend house sitting for my absent family.

None of this was really ever a burden, but after two solid weeks of absence and neglect around my apartment, I had quite a feat ahead of cleaning things up come Monday night. The deterioration into the pits is patient and methodical and it isn’t until you have no food, no clean clothes, no clean dishes, and a not so pleasant odor emanating from every room that you suddenly realize the lack of housekeeping.

I dedicated my entire evening last night in restoring my apartment from a two-week degradation. I only got about half of the cleaning done before I went to bed, leaving the rest to hopefully be taken care of tonight. It’s just amazing how easy things can get in the weeds.