We are not neat-freaks. Far from it. It's a good thing that dear hubby and I are both messy because we tolerate each other's messes. But when company comes, we'd rather not let them see this messy side. So, last night we vacuumed, scrubbed, dusted, put away, threw out, polished, washed, ironed, and whipped our house into shape until two in the morning. I remarked over coffee this morning that I didn't want to go to work - I'd rather stay home and enjoy our clean house. We reluctantly did go to work...late.
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