Wrestling with a fitted sheet is about all I want to fight some days.
Cleaning the counters and putting dishes in the dishwasher are two of my favorite things.
We have two dogs and three cats. Sometimes I find enough pet hair hiding in the corners of the rooms that I could "build a pet."
Vacuuming is sometimes fun-- and sometimes it's a chore.
I'm happy I don't have to go down to the creek to wash my clothes.
Is Thanksgiving my favorite meal of the year or is it the meal made with the Thanksgiving leftovers?
Sometimes the refrigerator just gets away from me….okay….the expiration date says "2001" but I don't think it's telling the truth.
I love sweeping the porch.
Hoarding is in my blood. I'm not proud of it....but do you want to see a note of mine from junior high?
I spent the morning cleaning the window where Raggs waits for me to come home. When he sees me get out of the car, he licks the window. I wish there was chicken flavored glass cleaner.
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