Only a little pox left

I managed to revive my ailing apartment. At least, revive it from the brink of death. Now it's just slightly ill. Go me! I ended up cleaning the whole kitchen, although I only had time to sweep and not mop the floors. I also stopped ignoring the existence of the litterbox closet. Phew, man, I gotta get more regular about cleaning that. Ugh. Anyway, suffice it to say, I got that cleaned and swept too. In fact, the whole downstairs got cleaned and swept. All I have left to do is move the TV into the right place in the living room, and take out a few empty boxes to recycle. Then the whole downstairs is mother-presentable. Upstairs? That's a story for another time. :)