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...
