Maniacally rubbing my kitchen counters

I cleaned and organized the kitchen yesterday in a fit of pique. So I am hoping I can channel the cleanliness into bathrooms and bedrooms today, which is a wonderful plan, since mom in law and dad in law will be here in 48 hours. At this point the room in which they are going to sleep has exploded with papers to file and massage equipment for my LMT business which would be more off the ground if the state board would get off their hindquarters and "Give me an L!". I wrote that cheerleader style since the lockout is over and we'll have football now.

This post reads a little like it was written at 4:30 in the morning; mostly because it was written at 4:30 in the morning. You'd think if I didn't write a post but every 6 months I would put a little thought into it as if it would be worth waiting for.

So it's less of a post and more of a slap in the face.

Ouch.

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