- From the percolator (read)
On the Prospect of a New Lover (read)
Cleaning lady inspected the house, approved of the now respectable disorder and agreed to come regularly. Yay!
With this I officially end my house-cleaning strike and embark on a new life as a happily unemployed woman with irrationally bookish tendencies.
5 comments:
oh cool! let's celebrate!
and if you get bored, you have my address. my windows need cleaning. ;-p
m
teehee, you wouldn't want me to clean *your* windows, michi. i stopped doing it since the only thing i did was smear the dirt on the glass some more.
and yay for the address! i think i need to seek political asylum at your place... the cleaning lady is scary.
i stopped doing it since the only thing i did was smear the dirt on the glass some more.
you mean there's another way?? *hm*
asylum huh ... don't come tomorrow though, i'm out from 7.30am till about 9.30pm. i'm not leaving a key under the doormat. it'd be a loooong wait!
m
Hmmm, between the train ride (approx. 5 hours, maybe more) and my getting lost between here and Vienna (what do you expect?)... I'll probably arrive at your place at 2.48 am, October 7. Don't worry about the key. I'll keep my finger pressed staunchly on your doorbell. Teehee!!
arlene - a lot more than 5 hours. a lot more. overnight trains are perfect. ;) bring your muse. we'll lock them up together and see what they get up to. *G* and btw congrats re the many publications!!
off to bed. m
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