Evening everyone. I'm just about done. Couple floors to be mopped that I'm putting off, because vacuuming the other ones were felt in my back. Husband said, "You better be careful." I didn't hear him say, "Want me to do that for you?"
Most of my generation in the family figures d-i-l put off cleaning until it was too late, so cooked up the sick kid (who, by the way has not thrown up yet and "maybe won't have it as bad") rather than have the whole family see her dirty house. Not realizing the whole family has heard from m-i-l (my m-i-l) how filthy her house always is. I just wish there was some way of letting them know no one's buying the story.
I before E except when eight feisty neighbors seize a surfeit of weighty heifers.