Posted by
cathleen carr on Mar 8, 2010 in
Grind |
7 comments
I like a clean toilet. I want the bowl to sparkle and the rim to shine. My tush deserves first class service when it does its business. Who’s with me?
But if you hand me a stack of mail or receipts my eyes cloud over and my limbs go cold.
I hate organizing. I would rather scrape soap scum off tile with my fingernails than file bills. I would sooner disinfect a mop used to...