I did not watch the SOTU address last night. I am one of those Bush haters, I can't even look at the man, and it turns my stomach to listen to his voice. It's easier to control my rage when I read the text, which I plan to do later today. I particularly want to read up on his so-called Social Security reform, because I thought it would be a bust, but Jesse is leading me to believe it's even worse than I anticipated.
Instead, I focused on the state of the kitchen. I have been making major inroads in combatting my naturally slovenly ways. I washed the dinner dishes (which was easy, since we had leftovers...mmmm, Shepherd's Pie), reorganized one shelf in my pantry (I think I was overdue in throwing out the oregano that had been with us since 1993), washed all the counters, and swept and washed the floor.
So the SOTK is pretty good.