Ten years of filth and 20 minutes of satisfaction
It’s a quick post from me today.
I’ve spent the morning doing my nails (simple neutral colour today) and getting ready for my husband’s high school reunion tonight. I promise to post dress pictures later.
We’ve heard that someone who bullied him in high school will be there tonight.
I’ve also been told by my husband I’m not allowed to greet him with “Oh you’re the asshole I’ve heard all about.”
Party pooper.
Anyway, today’s post is a total detour into some cleaning I did this week that brought me huge satisfaction. Oh, you didn’t know I’m a weirdo that enjoys cleaning? Yet my house is never spotless, definitely not because of my husband and child, or their magical abilities to leave dirt and glass clippings wherever they go.…
