Saturday, July 22, 2006
Saturday morning scramble for some guys means golf.
Saturday morning scramble for some other guys means eggs.
For me—it means work!
Got up at 5:30, read the paper and around 6:00 charlotte fixed me a great breakfast patted me on the back and said, “Go get’em Tiger.” Well, she didn’t really say that, but I could tell by the look in her eyes, that’s what she was thinking.
A storm blew through last night, so I cleaned the pool. I moved pots around in the back yard and raked up leaves.
I moved to the front yard and swept up leaves, watered plants and hosed off the walk way.
Inside I vacuumed carpets upstairs and down, mopped floors, cleaned toilets and did general cleaning.
It’s now 11:00 and I think I have the rest of the day off. At least, I hope so!
4 comments:
What a guy.
Leave Charlotte and come live with me~!!!!
Charlotte. how was your tea and crumpets?
Connie
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I like it! Good job. Go on.
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