Incentive

Here’s incentive to clean: Schedule a sudden appointment with a home appraiser, one who tells you he will be coming inside and taking measurements. Nothing makes you take stock of things like the idea of a stranger walking through your house, even if he says, “I will not be looking at your personal property, only the house itself.” Yeah, right.

And that’s pretty much why I have nothing to say today. I spent my morning cleaning, my afternoon working, my evening reading (and watching “Survivor”) and my night working. All work and no play makes Mel a very boring girl.

You asked hard questions (a few posts back), so I’ll have to wait until I am not weary to answer them.