Life is good
This weekend it’s my turn to do the household cleaning. I think I essentially chased out the rest of the housemates with the vacuum cleaner, but it’s probably their gain since it’s beautiful and sunny outside. I’ve got a lot of the deck doors open and I even let Ozzy go out in the sun, though I kept a close eye on him out there on the deck.
I was mopping the floor of the second level with my headphones on when the last housemate left. I got the music turned up and just put my back into the mopping. It’s a task I take pride in, and the sunshine and music were getting to me. So there I was belting out my version of some Ramones tune on the iPod, not caring if the neighbors could hear, when my housemate came back home.
Heh. Yeah, super-embarrassing, but you know, there’s nothing wrong with getting caught with my inhibitions down.
