My girlie is coming this week and I noticed I needed to really clean my kitchen, restack, sweep, mop yadda yadda yadda.

Got up at 7:00am...My worker got here to touch up paint and clean my metal doors with burnt oil.

I figured 3 hours to get everything ship shape and even throw a few loads of laundry in the washing machine.

EIGHT HOURS LATER.

I'm done...My back hurts like Obsolence's Liver after a party...("Must NOT say anus"-Thought Noodles to himself over and over).

That was just the FUCKING kitchen!

I still need to redo the laundry room!

I love my girl but fuck that!

I'll do it tommorow...But Jesus!  Scrub, sweep, mop, treat leather, wash, restack, combine...I am not made to be a maid.

I need a midget maid to get low...Not that!

Although some midgets could get it.

But I'll pass on the Lebron Maid Service.

No Brian Omen it's not cus he's too damn sexy!  That's weird that you would say that.  >=(