Cleaning sucks but I hate it when its dirty...

So I'm putting forth an effort in this whole adult thing and it is way more annoying than I thought. I'm a bit hungover today and the apt is dirty:( I hate it. I can't stand that things do not have their propper places. The only thing that stopped me from paying a visit to Ikea was the constant grumbling of my belly. Sometimes I really just need to say no to vodka tonics! But, what's done is done and I'm left with dirty dishes. Sigh... And grocery shopping! I don't know what I want to eat. My grandmother always seemed so flawless and smooth in her daily dish washing and meal planning. I, apparently, do not have her natural talents of 1950s wifehood. What is a 21st century girl to do, other than roll up the sleves and dig out the swiffer! I've decided I need to get a cookbook too. Maybe I'll check out some from the library. Somehow I don't think I can fully survive on couscous, feta cheese, and canned tomatoes. Off to the grocery story I go!