Yes!

Yes, Lena, I did do some diligence with traditional Saturday housework.  It went without saying that my sister Elvera and I would be chasing dust bunnies on the farm in Boon Lake Township.  There was a gravel road and a gravel door-yard that made sure we were not without doing local effort.

Today I felt the impact of what could have been labeled gravel dirt.  When we had gone to Mankato’s appointment on Thursday, the bathroom window had been cracked by an inch.  Just enough for that horrific dirt storm to deposit its goodies on the white shelf under the window.

When I got started, I found more that needed attention.  How could I not!  Several years ago when the kids were here for a gathering, I had mentioned the kitchen flooring always needed TLC.  Of course, after one comes into the home via the back door, it gets a lot of traffic.  I could have cried when Kevin left the bomb shell: the flooring’s factory finish has a normal life span of twenty years.  Hmm. 

Thank goodness the kitchen’s square footage is . . . not much.  After the bathroom had the Saturday’s tidy, tidy, I tackled about one third of the kitchen’s flooring.  Thank goodness, I do not get dizzy when I bend at the waist.  With my Mr. Clean that now also comes in a spray bottle, I took my time with a soft cloth and hummed my way through . . . “take that.”  Lena would be smiling.  I plan on finishing the kitchen flooring in the three equal whacks on as many days.  I do honor my body and its abilities.  It does not bother me one bit that no one but me will enjoy the end results.  It is done only for my own personal satisfaction.  Actually most of my days are done with that very same goal.  I have no one to impress. 

Dennis’ two nephews from Windom have come for a visit.  The three fellows, in the patio porch, I am sure are solving all the world’s issues.

I will be finishing the afternoon with the last of the breakfast coffee and putting in a few hand stitches while a YouTube, floss tube is playing in the background.  The studio will get a visit perhaps tomorrow.  Sweet.

With that I will take my leave.  ♥