a tour of The Apartment! The new tenant, Dr. D, says he’s quite comfortable up there. Even appreciates the amenities of the bench and weights. Good call Daughter C & The J-Man! I’m just happy it’s over & done with.
If you’re reading this, could you tell me what the switches to the left of the sink in the apartment turn on? Can’t figure it out. Thanks!
SueK asked yesterday if I’d recovered from Drudge Work Monday. Today is Thursday, and no I have not. This is how exhausted I am. One day this week (??) I came down with a load of white cotton curtains that needed to be bleached and washed. So I started the machine, put the detergent in
Yesterday I texted Kat & Miss M asking what, beyond the obvious, did “furnished” apartment mean. I then listed things that were in the apartment and asked what I was missing. Miss M responded that it needed a can opener (forgot to include in the list). Kat responded with links to sites advising folks how
I thought the plant was a nice touch. Not counting those that belonged to me but were residing in the Apartment, my library of crappy old books has increased by 520. I counted. I’ll get around to inventorying them some day.
The reflection on the floor is a good sign. That part of the floor has been mopped five times. That we’ve born down through four layers of filth is a testament to the superiority of my floor cleaning appatati & vinegar. When all is said & done, I’ll probably give it one last pass on
When Daughter C and the J-Man left the Farm, they left behind about 13 overflowing boxes’ worth of crappy old books. Mind, none of the books were actually in boxes when they left, they were on shelves and other surface areas of the Apartment. Months later, one of the tasks the Farmhand pretended to do