It's been a terribly long week. It's finally Friday. And I'd like to tell you how I'm looking forward to a nice, relaxing weekend. Yep... I'd like to tell you all about it. But in this instance what I'd like to do, and what I can do are two very different things.
After working extra days, my housekeeping schedule has gone right out the window. The house is a complete mess. It looks as if we had a minor disaster take place around here. I'm pretty sure someone is going to run out of clean undies pretty soon if I don't get around to doing some laundry. And I think it may smell a little funky.
We also have a neighborhood cleanup day tomorrow. Who the hell came up with that bright idea? Not me! You can be sure about that. So, instead of cleaning up my own home tomorrow - we are expected to show up and play the nice neighbors and clean up fallen tree branches, patch potholes in the road, paint the sign, or whatever else needs doing.
Have I mentioned I'm not exactly the "good neighbor" type? Just because we happen to have purchased property near each other does not mean we have a lot in common and must, Must, MUST be good friends. Does it? To be quite honest, I'd much rather just mind my own business and just wave at you as our cars pass on the road. Really.
I'm hoping for rain tomorrow. Crossing my fingers and doing a rain dance. So I can stay inside, do laundry, and straighten up. And maybe once that's done I can relax on the couch and watch some Netflix.