Legs up on the sofa

Another day of housework. Yesterday I spent most of my time in the 20 by 20 catch-all room over the garage and in the attic. Today was bathrooms and the amazing plasticizing of upstairs windows, not to mention stair vacuuming. Oh, I mentioned it. My thigh muscles are burning.

Oh, and there is a big pile of firewood in the driveway to rack . . .

I don’t know what is happening to me . . . Perhaps it is a result of my accidentally putting Icy Hot in my mouth instead of toothpaste. I thought it best just to say it in a short sentence rather than serving it up as one of my involved stories of my life.