Yesterday I scrubbed my tub, toilet and bathroom floor. Today my kitchen counters, sink and floor got the treatment. Do I hear an Atta, Gal?
I'm glad I'm doing this because I always hate coming home from a stay at a hotel and feeling like the woman that runs this establishment is a slob. Perhaps I have hit upon a way to solve this problem.
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.
AttaGal!
ReplyDeleteway to go...plus you get exercise ha ha
ReplyDeleteAtta Gal! Nice job. I need to do the same at my own house. :)
ReplyDeleteGreat job! And you're right--coming home from your getaway will be sweeter knowing your place is freshly scrubbed!
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