So, it all started yesterday. I began cleaning stuff, and could not stop. Since I am seldom focused on such a thing, I decided to roll with it.
And today it continues - on to the fridge.
I inspected the inside. Not good. A turkey or a dirty bomb exploded in there. Or worse, a dirty turkey bomb.
On my knees, the grim task begun. As I was scrubbing, the epiphany came to me, and it was crystal clear. In fact, I was certain I could hear angels singing in the background. It was so simple:
I need to find me a woman, and soon.
WAIT!
IT WAS JUST A JOKE! KIDDING! NO! DON'T THROW THAT...!
I am from there (Detroit area). I was back in November after some three years being here. I have to admit, the first half day or so it was a little strange (particularly at my old office), but after that, it was so great to be back. I'm looking forward to returning, maybe this summer, and not wait so long to visit again.
Done for the day. Ugh. When I was emptying the vacuum cleaner, it was whispering to me..."kill the cat....kill the long-hair cat." I am not going mad am I? No, he's not...
Cough, gack. I wondered if I have ever moved this stuff....
The start was so benign - I needed, like wow, a shower curtain. Then I figured, I might as well turn the bathroom upside down, I mean, it's spring, spring cleaning, right?
That was six hours ago, moving from room-to-room. I'm in the home stretch now. In the living room...
rwantin Forum Posts (8,924)
Well, there is the minor tweaking and manipulation of the truth...
RE: whatsup
Just another quiet weekend pondering Life's Great Mysteries. Like, for example, why the hell does the cat like biting holes in the shower curtain?