Saturday, January 27, 2007
"I Can't Take it Anymore"
Over the years my cleaning closet took on a life of it's own and it wasn't pretty. I snapped when a spray of Windex wouldn't cooperate and go back where it was minutes before. The gremlin of messiness had taken over.
Anyway, the bottles and cans grumbled among themselves as they were moved to new "perfect" spots - "You'll be happier here, I promise".
One more thing to strike from my "to-do" list. Life is very exciting since I retired.