its official

today is a public holiday and whilst most are out and about or running through the storm that has hit these here parts i have officially lost my mind. i am not talking the 'kluck kuck jibber jibber your ol mans a mushroom' crazy, nor the funny haha type but rather the absence of sanity, too many sandwiches short to be classified as lunch, type of crazy...

i have spent the better part of the day cleaning a living space that isn't my own. i completely devoted the entire day to scraping a lino floor on my hands and knees with a kitchen scourer. this kind of attention to detailed cleansing wont be found after the most dedicated maid has given your spot a once over....

whilst scraping the 47th now clinically clean crystal white square of bathroom floor it was confirmed. i had crossed the line into the world if the ludicrous 47 tiles ago. i hadn't breazed my way past sanity into the realm of the unknown, i had made a gazelle like leap into the heart of the insane and was lapping it up like candy floss...

strangely this little coming into being didn't make me cower back or shunt myself into the walls of my padded cell but rather i merrily plodded onwards, vacuuming, dusting, flooding a kitchen, breaking a washing machine, yes the towels are trapped in the cycle, and now i am going to leave.