Saturday: Spring Cleaning

I’m going to be busy today cleaning and painting, painting and cleaning, lather, rinse, repeat.  Don’t you have some bookshelves that need rearranging or floors that need sanding?  No?  Well, I do.  Got some help this time.  My sister is here to supervise, which is a really weird role reversal because when we were kids and had to share a room, I was the neat one and she was the one who shoved everything under her bed.

So, anyways, I won’t be checking in for most of the day because she is already doing that thing with whatever that stuff is that comes out of the spray bottle and smells clean.  I can’t believe I had so much of that stuff.  Where did it come from??  I fear that she is about to press me into service.  Time to go.

Holy hemiola, the kitchen looks clean.  How did she do it?  I must observe…