Hillary, I mean HIRH Hillary; on cleaning the house….
Yes I clean. I clean toooooooooo much some say. Some ask… ‘Hillary, why do you clean so much?’ Others say ‘but the house looked clean to me’ never mind the ants and spiders. *YUCK!* Paul says ‘Hon, you havent cleaned the downstairs today.’ *clears throat* So tomorrow while Craig is gone, I shall bake downstairs and clean downstairs and hopefully have this place in tiptop shape to surprise *even though he’s reading this right this moment* my darling husband because I want him to be happy and well cared for, never mind that I cooked a feast last night on the grill… YES ON THE GRILL!!! I know I even surprised myself…
But I have been shirking my wifey duties on the homefront because its so gosh darn dark in the basement. But, IT MUST BE DONE! and once its done, I’ll probably feel like spending more time there… but until then, I wont like it, not one bit.
*whisper aside* It’d be nice to be brought some pretty flowers for cleaning the house *ahem* - HIRH has spoken.