Doin' Pants

I came home from work to the music blaring, windows open, and candles burning. Andy had his Doin' Pants on. As a result the living room and kitchen are now mostly clean. Prior to today the living room has been something like an episode of Hoarders. Ok, not quite that bad, but it feels like it sometimes. The old Milkshake maker didn't make the cut in the purge, and will be at Goodwill tomorrow.

Prior to this explosion, we did personality/communication type training at work today. I find that kind of stuff fascinating. Especially interesting that my entire group at work is clustered in one area, with me on the complete opposite side of the map all by myself.