Today, I cleaned my tiny hall closet. It is stuffed with everything from gardening tools to wetsuit to dust buster. And even umbrellas and coats and all manner of rain gear. Don’t have a car, so such things are required.
And hats. The Old Bat’s Hats live in that closet. I decided to keep these “for now”. But, if I get an invitation to the Queen’s Funeral or to King Chuck’s coronation, methinks I will have to buy a proper hat.
Dining services had been improving until Saturday evening.
But outstanding eggs florentine and fruit for breakfast this morning. God Save the Breakfast Cook.
Back to the cleaning. If I only clean every 7 years then this is most likely the last cleaning that I will undertake. Maybe I should be doing a better job?
Thinking about: Getting an Aibo puppy. Going somewhere north in the winter for another crack at the lights. Well, at least I am still thinking!