ACCEPTING THE SANDWICH: Moments of harsh reality can be short: so bite hard, chew and swallow. I talk about everything from marriage to kids and pretty much whatever life flings my way. The rebel in me still wants to wish in one hand. The Realist makes me wash my hands and brush profusely.
Saturday, December 1, 2012
Dust Yeti Eviction
I have a love hate relationship with my floors. I have had hardwoods for less than a year, and pulling up the carpet was crucial to my existence...as I am allergic to just about everything but drugs. Who knew? $*()(# irony is not lost on me. Anyway, I never knew just how much dust and hair accumulated on my floors until the invasion of the Yeti. The Yeti date Dust Bunnies here and procreate to the point I second-guess whether or not I've been on my hands and knees that day in a sector of my home... for all the wrong reasons. (laugh)
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