Tuesday, October 6, 2009M. is off all week. I sent her a text today that reads, " Where are you?? Work sucks without you!" It's the truth. The day is so quiet and peaceful when she's gone.
She replied, "I'm scrubbing basement floors. Poo and pee from a 1930 house."
If it's not 25 windows, it's old lady feces. The things we do for a little extra cash.
I flipped my wall calendar over to October last week. I noticed some writing on the 13th square that reads: "M.'s liposuction! :) "
Tomorrow is your birthday!