Oven Cleaner Christmas

Between, diligently working on the three papers that are due right after the "break" have been obsessively cleaning today, although have only really done most of the upstairs and the kitchen (sort of). First cleaning of the oven (which, BTW appears to have last been cleaned during the Thatcher administration) is now complete. But is not good enough.

Am allowing it to dry before second attack.

Thank goodness, the garage below the kitchen is closing up for the day. It is a bit distracting to attempt intelligent thought when the guy, who continues to be deluded that people want to hear him sing, has been shrieking in a most alarming falsetto all day, "All I want for Christmaaaaaasssss is yooooooooouuuuu!" Feel like am in a particularly unfunny and horrifying out-take of Love Actually. And I'm not in the happy ending.