It's weird. Every time I get the apartment to myself, I tend to a) hole up and have some quiet personal time and b) clean. Today it's the kitchen - I just shifted the fridge, cleaned behind it, cleaned the outside of the fridge itself, and the walls surrounding. It... wasn't pretty. However, it is now clean, and there is accomplishment.
There will be more cleaning, once I have a shower and go buy a mop. I can't believe I haven't mopped since the Great Toilet Overflow of Dexcon, which was when we tossed the mop out because it was used to mop up toilet water. I might have to hand in my Tidy Person membership. Still, it's a great day for spring cleaning - I've got the patio door open to let fresh air in, the sky is mostly blue, and I've got my iPod docked in the roomie's speaker system, playing various mixes people have given to me that I haven't had a good chance to listen to properly.
Lurghi is settling some, although the tickly cough in the back of the throat can go away any time now - I already woke myself up a couple of times with it. :P
Edit: This is what I've done so far:
Swept and mopped behind the fridge.
Cleaned fridge, inside and out
Wiped down stove
Cleaned microwave, inside and out
Emptied toaster of crumbs, wiped it down and cleaned the shelf underneath
Wiped down various walls
Swept and mopped the kitchen floor.
Yep, I definitely deserved sushi for all that.
