Yesterday I was isolated at home without a car---& I LOVED it. I lounged around the house, sipped hot cocoa, listened to some opera & watched a documentary. I wasn't expected to go anywhere & didn't have to do anything. It was lovely!!!
Today...different story. Wednesdays have officially become my cleaning days. And we all know how MUCH I loooove cleaning. (Ugh.) It's so hard for me to get into cleaning mode. I'd much rather stay in chill mode.
When I clean though, I feel like putting on a superhero cape. It makes me feel so strong & powerful when I am completing a task I hate. I feel like I could fly high in the sky, do loop-de-loops in the clouds, rescue strangers from a burning building. I feel like I can tackle, take-on, undertake...anything.
The dust bunnies are the crooks, the rings in my toilet bowl are the villains. The darn little whiskery hairs that my hubby leaves stuck to the bars of soap after shaving are the miscreants.
"KA-POW!!!!" I say.
"BAM!" I shout.
"Don't mess with me...I just cleaned my house."
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