21 Toilets

So, I have discovered that barely touching one of the keys on my keyboard, and, no, it isn't the delete key, vaporizes the prose I have just typed. Dammit.

It's cleaning time, I have 7 houses to clean in 3 and a half days. For those of you that are not familiar with that, let me explain: 7 houses means between 18 - 21 bathrooms. That's alot of tubs/toilets/sinks... just plain nastiness to clean.

Thank God for my son, Sam, the Starving Art Student who is helping me this summer for pennies. For now, his expenses relate to beer and a few bucks for his generous friends who let him sleep in a tiny room in a very cool house out in the country where everyone assembles on a nightly basis to do god knows what....

I wish I was 21 again...

I am not 21 again, but am instead 46, almost 47. My body thinks it is like 56 or something like that.

Tonight: it is dinner with Cinnamon the Wonder Dog, a lights out early to prepare for more work tomorrow. Till tomorrow....