In light-hearted news, I finally got a legitimate nap today. I have not really enjoyed a real nap in ages. Something happened near the end of my college years and I seemed to break free of the “nap whenever I wanted trend.”

I got comfortable on the bed laying in the sun and slept rather nicely. Much to my surprise, I woke up to a surprise in my lap. This:

Naptime Mitzi 1

She enjoys sleeping in the sun. She enjoys sleeping on me. Or Holly. A lot.

She must have been in feline heaven sleeping with both.

I had to physically stand up before she would get off of me. No wonder she gives me looks like this the rest of the time:

Annoyed Mitzi

Holly and I picked up a “deep cleaner” yesterday, as I guess they are called these days. I always called them shampooers back in the day, but regardless of the name we needed one because our carpets were starting to look a bit nasty in areas. We have a couple spots of high traffic that looked pretty worn and darkened, and we were getting spotting areas showing up since we got Milla. Admittedly, I have no idea what those spots were, but I do see her dribbling a little after getting herself a drink. I’m not sure how exactly that can stain a carpet. Anyhoo…

Cleaning most of the living room carpet took about an hour, but it was amazing to see the difference. We’ve been in this apartment for just over two years now, and it was amazing how dark the water came out from the cleaning. The stretch just coming out of the kitchen was still a bit darkened compared to the rest of the carpet right after cleaning. However, once everything has dried, it’s amazing to see how much cleaner the carpet looks. It kind of brought something to mind, though. How many people stay in their rental property for years and don’t go to the trouble of doing this?

We vacuum on a relatively regular basis, but how many people actually go to the trouble to deep clean their carpets? Now that we’ve got the machine, we’ll probably do it three to four times a year. Without it, I probably never would’ve considered it. Does anyone actually pay to have their carpets professionally cleaned without a deep cleaner?

I have managed to get to the gym every morning this week so far, sticking to the regiment that was setup for me. It’s awfully rough getting up every morning at 5:30am, however. I keep having a tendency to start burning out in the day sometime after lunch, like I really just need a nap. It doesn’t even matter how much I eat for lunch (although a large lunch seems to kick in nap-mode much faster).

I’ve been getting by on just a banana and a breakfast bar (or two breakfast bars when we’re out of bananas) for a breakfast after going to the gym. Since I’m usually extremely starved afterwards, sometimes this feels like a weak breakfast. I really wish I could go for something hot, but I really don’t want to bring microwavable food or pick up fast food. As it is, I had Burger King for lunch today and right around 6pm or so, I had a nasty feeling of gut rot. Between that and having Red Robin for dinner last night, I think my gut was telling me it’s disdain for junky food, despite how tasty it is. *sighs* I have to start watching what I eat now if I’m going to keep eating healthy!

I’m thinking about installing a separate blog for my weight loss endeavor. I’d probably lock that blog up (at least at first) in the thoughts I might throw pictures in there just detailing the progress. Probably just shirtless pictures so it’s a little easier to see the weight loss (most of it will be around the midsection). Yes, there’s that much! Anyhoo, if anyone’s got any remarks about that, feel free to speak up!

In other news, Milla reeks of a fresh batch of sulfated lime. Ringworm is not a fun disease to treat! It’s amazing how much she’ll cry when she’s getting the bath and when she’s left in the bathroom to air-dry with a fan blowing on her. Then not even an hour or two later, she’s dying for our attention again. I think we’re past the trust stage and she’s into the blind-love stage with momentary bouts of distrust.

Anyhow, I need to get to bed so I can decide if I’m still going to the gym in the morning. The gut still feels a little funny, so we’ll see how I’m doing in the morning. Guten nacht!