Yesterday, under the influence of insanity I decided I should clean up the little abode located on the mountain side. Noisemaker was where I am now, on the computer so the opportunity was there for me to take. I cannot clean well when Noisemaker is watching television or in my way. I started in like some wild woman that just escaped from the loony bin. I have a routine and I do not like it when the routine is not followed. Out comes the Noisemaker, he spots my utility bag of odds and ends I utilize for cleaning and starts going through it. My vacuum cleaner tools, he seems to really have taken a like to. Noisemaker starts in with the lip flappin' about vacuum cleaner tools...oh such good timing!
I do not have time for this - I say to him...look get out, get out - don't touch - can't you see I am busy...out with you be gone! He looks in pure amazement at me. I repeat, be gone with you, I am busy.
He escapes back to the computer room. I proceed to finish with the cleaning. About an hour passes and I hear a voice - is it safe to come out now. I laughed and laughed.
Ode to life on the mountain side. Such a pure joy - oh and by the way ~ I in no way resemble the picture. Imagine doing lady bug chores in a maids' outfit.
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