After I cleaned the mess a certain skinny cat made in my sandals (AARGH!), I went around and touched-up ALL the spots on the living room/hallway/bedroom carpets that had met with hairballs. I mean, after all, I had the paper towels and Woolite Rug Cleaner in my hand already, so why not?
Because I didn't feel like doing it. Sunday was the third game in the Cubs/Cards series (we came thisclose to a sweep!) and the premiere of Mad Men and my own tummy wasn't feeling so great. I had to make myself do this.
There are people who are neat by nature, and then there's me.
These are the thoughts and observations of me — a woman of a certain age. (Oh, my, God, I'm 65!) I'm single. I'm successful enough (independent, self supporting). I live just outside Chicago, the best city in the world. I'm an aunt and a friend. I feel that voices like mine are rather underrepresented online or in print. So here I am. If my musings resonate with you, please visit my blog again sometime.
I believe that last sentence is going to be my new motto.
ReplyDeleteI am watching this progress. Go, Gal,go!
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