Owwwwww!

My back is killing me. Somehow, trying to get a broom from the supply room at work tonight turned into a complete renovation.

I went to pull out the broom, but the extension cord was wrapped around it. By the time I got the cord off the broom, I was tripping over the vacuum & attachments. This led to me moving the vacuum, which led to me seeing how icky the floor looked, which led me to sweeping and mopping that area, which just made the rest of it look even worse, which eventually led to every single item being pulled out, wiped down, and put back in, organized and all neat and stuff.

I may have officially lost my freakin mind. When the manager sees this, she's going to expect it more often. She may even want me to *gasp* clean the bathrooms. ew much?

For now, I'm going to lie down and take some advil or something for my back.

See you guys later.