At this point it's a mess ... but getting better. I just have to get off my ass and get this done.
Marge is coming up here tonight ... she may be recruited to vacuum ...
It's beautiful up here today. Clearer than anything, a nice cool breeze ... sky wide open. So blue. I love my house.
So my plan for today: Michael is supposed to call me sometime after he gets off work. That may or may not happen. I have to meet up with Marge eventually. My house has to get shiny clean at some point. I have to run by my mom's house to get the ticket for tomorrow.
Ok, I think I can handle this.
