A year ago I posted my first humorous blog about “NO HOUSEWORK DAY,” assuming that, given a full year to prepare, I might have the cleanest house ever by that time – and be able to celebrate it in style. OK – it hasn’t exactly happened, but right now I’m left with a full day to clean madly, and I expect that I’ll have it clean enough to feel okay about putting my feet up for a while and reading a book or something fun on that lovely holiday.
Meanwhile, my vacuum cleaner sits in the living room. If you stop by, hopefully, as Phyllis Diller said, it will give the impression that the place is not a mess. You simply caught me in the middle of cleaning.