In every apartment I've ever moved into I always have the compulsion, once I've unpacked and rested a bit, to clean every inch of the place. It helps me familiarize myself with what's going to be needed and where problem areas are, as well as feeling like it's actually my space and I can damn well do what I please with it. 

Last week was a week from hell at work with giant important projects, so this weekend I flat out told them I'm not available. I visited with my parents on Saturday and collected some more stuff from their house that I'd purposely left when I moved since until I unpacked it I knew I wouldn't need it until now, then spent all day today cleaning, mopping floors, etc. While I wouldn't want to spend every weekend doing this, now I can go to bed tonight feeling more secure in the apartment.

Tomorrow I'm having an orientation at the Planet Fitness here since I have 40+ pounds I need to lose, so I finally signed up for my first-ever gym membership. I hope that I don't hate going to the gym as much as I think I may, but I really need to find something that help, especially since on the days I work I basically get zero exercise. I also need to know how to use the equipment properly since if I injure myself I'll continue to gain weight. Maybe I'll turn into a gym rat (HAHAHA no). Eh, maybe in another life.