Friday, November 18, 2005

Cleanliness is next to...

quiet passivity. At least that's my eventual goal for the day. At ten a.m., however, when I woke up and discovered that my mother-in-law is coming over after lunch, the words would have been irrational irritability. Why must we do this? Why perform this false "clean" front for our elders? To pretend that we're adults now? ( "Yes, really I'm an adult! I am! Look at how clean my house is. I must be an adult. If I weren't, would my house smell this much of industrial-strength cleaning products?")

1 Things not left unsaid:

Fiona Ruby Dust said...

I adore the smell of industrial-strength cleaning products.