My time in heaven is almost over. I don't know exactly when it will end, but the time is drawing close.
Last night I was disgusted enough to clean out his bathroom. I cannot believe that he who makes snide remarks about clutter could live with absolute filth like he has been doing. I feel as though I should bring in a tanker truck with disinfectant to spray it down. Yeah, it was that bad.
Then I set about getting rid of the cluttter that had accumulate beside the bed. I am honest. It was there. It was dusty, but not unsanitary unless you are allergic to dust. Excuse me while I sneeze for about an hour.
While doing that, I inadvertently un-plugged all the downstairs phones, and the one upstairs isn't loud enough to be heard down here. While it was rather blissful, I am completely unaware of my family's life. G may have called. Daughter may have called. Don't know.
The outside light timer is still not working properly. I set it again yesterday. It should be working, unless the time got redone for some reason. The time showing on it isn't correct, so I guess I will have to go through all the steps again.
I know G hates that thing. I wanted it so the outside light at the driveway would come on and go off on a schedule since we are gone so much. It's great. When it works. When it doesn't, it is a pain.
So i better get busy finishing up the cleaning in the bedroom and then turn my attention to that blasted timer.
1 comment:
You are busy, but it's a nice, quiet busy. I always liked when "he" went up north deer hunting. A whole week of--whatever I wanted to do--and no one barking at me. Enjoy!!!
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