I think I scared a good ten years off Sister's life earlier. Since I am our maid today, I got out our enormous janitorial sized dust mop to give the floors a quick sweep. Mine looks like the kind the custodians had in grade school to sweep out all the classrooms and I have the old timey pads, too. I haven't yet upgraded to
microfiber pads. Way too current
for me. Anyway, I rested the handle of the mop up against the kitchen counter and naturally it fell. The wooden handle is so long, it missed hitting Sis, by a hair. That old fat black gal just about jumped out of her skin, let me tell you. I quickly apologized and attempted to reassure her but she still thinks I tried
kill her. And that girl holds a grudge, too. This may take a
bone out of the refrigerator, to repair. Good Lord, she is spoiled and,
yes, I
do know who spoiled her.
She went outside in the backyard a little while ago and lay down on the bricks to toast up, I'm guessing. She seldom does that, preferring the driveway side since it gets full sun. A minute ago I heard her come in her doggie door and noticed something stuck on her tail. It was a
leaf -- for decoration. Not a good sign. I have two more weeks of this cleaning to look forward to...ugh.
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I figured while I was at it, I might as well clean the oven. It's self cleaning so how hard can that be...apparently a little tougher than I remembered. It takes
hours for it to cycle through and our kitchen is now hot enough to bake cupcakes outside the oven, and smells like... weird stuff. I turned on the vent to at least suck out the smell-- and hopefully some of the heat. I realized a little while ago I forgot to take out the oven racks, though (this time) I
did remember to take out the oven liner. I cooked the old oven liner that
last time I cleaned the oven.
Let's just say I have crossed off another possible career path for myself. Maria, come home!!!!!
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