Wow...
Time to clean the wee house. Again.
Every damn time I go away, the house gets thrashed upon my return. I kinda hate that I am not an immediate-put-away kind of person. But I guess having such a small where nothing is hidden is a blessing too. I have to clean this tiny place often or I might hurt myself tripping over or running into something.
And so it goes.... I am cleaning, listening to music, and on my third (or is it fourth?) cuppa jitter juice. I hope to sell a few tickets to the Andy T/Nick Nixon show today as well as grab a few checks from two or three local businesses in support of Bisbee Gay Pride which I am pitching in a little help for.
I do like being involved in my town. I like to help. I'm a good helper.
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