You know a child is really sick when she doesn't even want to play with her birthday toys. And she got some pretty cool toys. A new laptop and her own XBox 360 for starts. All she did was lay on the couch or in the bed with the other sickie. Poor baby.
I think I hit on a good receipe for getting the house clean (see "On the second day of vacation") so I am going to go for it again. I was so hopped up that when Ralph got out of bed to get something to drink he looked a little scared. More reason to continue with the experiment. I got the kitchen clean, not spotless (that's next week), but clean and the bathroom too. Then, I hit the wall. No I didn't run into it while in a mad dervish cleaning fenzie. I am talking the physical crash when the go juice petered out. I slammed into it with the force of my brothers big rig with him behind the wheel.
But that's ok. I'm on vacation. Today I think I will tackle the living room and the bedroom.
I am on my second cup of coffee. Eight more to go.
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