Quilly has been Spring cleaning. Her house is lovely again. She still needs to muck out the laundry room, the garage and her office. That might take longer than Spring, especially since good weather will find her working on her yard/garden instead of her house.
My house is so clean and shiny that the other day when the landlord stopped in he stepped over the threshold and froze. Slowly he looked the living room over, then he exclaimed, “Do you folks actually live here?” Then he took his shoes off and made his way to the kitchen to check out my dead microwave. I had just finished mopping after having washed the cupboards and the counters and polishing the stainless steel appliances. When he got to the kitchen he stopped again. The place looked like it was ready for a Beautiful Homes photo shoot. The landlord turned around and looked at me and said, “You must be anal.” I actually think he was relieved to see the garage a mess!
Quilly has been typing. I have been given 12 typing jobs. Since I am getting paid they must be done. They are big jobs so I will do one a day (except Sundays and tomorrow) until they are done.
And now — where is Quilly going? Amoeba has to get his stitches out so we will be away tomorrow. If I don’t answer Punny Monday until late evening, don’t panic!