The End Of A Day of Cleaning

I spent the day cleaning, my most unfavorite activity. I get crabby, irritable, and generally unpleasant. I worked most of the day, getting the house neater for my daughter's friend's birthday party. An impromptu sleepover has sprung up -- and I am now folding laundry, hanging clothing, and dusting my bedroom. I have trouble staying in one room and retaining focus, but a good radio talk show or favorite TV show will keep me from wandering. Tonight is the return of "Monk", my current favorite, crazy show. And, for the entire evening, until a new episode at 10 p.m., there is a "Monk" marathon. That's a great ending for a day of cleaning. I have a big smile on my face -- it's so quirky and I love it.