She’s cleaning the kitchen.

I feel like Louise with the bleach bottle in one hand and the scrub brush in the other. You should have seen the fuzzy fur that was living under my refrigerator. I could have knitted a sweater with it, had I the proper spinning wheel to make yarn from all those dust bunnies.

The guest bath is next. If I was a germ, I would be either packing my germ luggage, or trembling in fear, because I am NOT fooling around. I am employing the “take no prisoners” technique in there.

I would really LOVE to chat more, but I have promised myself to get a certain amount finished today and I have a ways to go.

Just thank your luck stars you are far away from me… The Bleach and I are on a roll!