and the cats are nervous… Because I am doing my every other Sunday whirling dervish thing around the house getting everything picked up for the cleaning service to come in tomorrow.
The very good part is that it forces me to get things picked up. The very bad thing is that every muscle in my body is absolutely SCREAMING at me. From - yes - bowling. HTF is it possible that the muscles you move to go bowling never, EVER get used for anything else?? Fortunately, all I have left is the dishes, and that doesn’t require a whole lot of motion.
OK, enough slacking. Off to tackle the dishes…
