Style: Dance like nobody's watching

Yesterday I had a spontaneous dance party. It was supposed to be a cleaning day, and it started out promising: I vacuumed the entire house and did laundry.

The next item on the list: dusting.
I hate dusting. It's the most pointless job in the world. You are just moving it from one place to another, and it will settle back into its old spot quicker than you can say "I'm done!".
But I also dislike a dusty house. The obvious solution would be to hire a cleaning lady - but from what I've been told, people actually do more cleaning once they have a cleaning lady than they did before (to avoid the embarrassment of showing how dirty their house really is).
That doesn't solve the problem either.

You know what does?
Putting on some tunes and jumping around like a fool!
Admittedly, I did more dancing jumping around than actual cleaning, but who cares. The dust ain't going nowhere.

Neon pants: Aeropostale (old; I got them on sale for $10, and they are my happy pants); top: Roxy (from Winners) 

 Proof! I did some dusting!

And some singing.

 Gosh, I love this top. It's so flowy and swingy.

 Gosh, I love this dog. Even though she's so bitey and destroyey.

That was my excitement on yesterday's humpday. What did you do?

xoxo Miriam

Linking up with Nicole, Lena and Jenny