Just got home from my friend's party. It wasn't that bad, and I didn't eat that poorly. I had a small cup of haagen dazs, some ants-on-a-log, and that's about it. I was not tempted by any of the ice cream toppings or cookies or candies or whatever. Actually I was pretty nervous so I wasn't very hungry.
Bad news: Apartment inspections on Tuesday. Uh ohhhh. Thankfully I already cleaned the bathroom, and I cleaned the worst stuff out of the sink. And I did a VERY cursory picking-up of 1/4 of the living room. The kitchen is a fucking wreck.
I can clean it all up in time but it's going to be a rush and I'm going to hate it. And I don't think I will have to show the cats because I intend to put them in my bedroom "so they don't get out". And if they do see the cats, I will deal with it. As far as I know, it's just the building handyman coming in to check the drains to make sure there's no leaks. Should be ok... Deep breaths.