for Crissake's don't get hurt

The bill for the hospital $593.
Just fantastico.
But, hey-I'm alive. And I do place the value of my life at or above $593.
My wit alone is insured for about twice that, actually. But unfortunately, the hospital visit was a non-wit threatening event. So it wasn't covered.
Best comment re: the bill.
Mum: As a member of the Colbert Nation you should contact Stephen and enlist his help.
Me: A true member of the Colbert Nation would have no need to go to the hospital.
Mum: He probably would say you should support the President and pay the bill.
Me: Medical treatment is only for the most sniveling, whimpering and weak members of society. I think I proved that I was as loyal as could be.
Mum: Loyal to the point of being a sniveling, whimpering mess.
Me: It's all for the good of the cause.

Me and Mum rock.
She said they'd help with the bill. I said I would've rathered an iPod video like I asked for. She said that was never an option.
Extenuating circumstances.
O RLY?
YA RLY.

Furthermore, my campaign to get them to buy the first season of House on DVD and then give it to me failed. Something about they'd been watching House since episode one and didn't need to buy any such DVDs to catch up. Dammit. Now I have to get employed to get precious TV Shows on DVD. The form impressive rows on my shelf.
Or-to be more specific-they form tidy section of middle shelf. Not that impressive really.

My first temp assignment is over. I really had fun there too. I'd go back in a heartbeat. Not much work hardly at all, but I was very comfortable with the people and the job was good.
Next week-no known work.
Oh well, I'll clean if I have enough time to myself.

How much time would it take until I WANT to clean?

Place yr bets.