Even my muscles are crying!

It all started when I got grossed out by the kitchen floor this morning.
So I swept it.
Than I dug out my Shark steam cleaner and floor attachments and "mopped" it.
Super clean floor and no chemicals!

My original model doesn't seem to be available anymore, if something happened and I had to replace it I would get this one. I have all the attachments and can clean any surface. It has a larger than most tank so you can clean longer! I steamed cleaned the kitchen sink and garbage disposal after I was done with the floor. I have owned this steamer for years and love it!

Then I moved several pieces of furniture and rearranged the living room, Lilly's room, and dining area.

Rand helped me rehang pictures when he got home. By then grasping a hammer or walking anywhere with it - wasn't an option.

I do use leverage and for the largest piece "Moving Men" sliders. On smaller things I work a rag rug underneath and then pull on the rug. Most things will slide pretty easy on the rug.
Rand and most of his relatives, don't understand why I move things at all.
"Put it where you want it and leave it alone." Their sofas still sit where they put them 20-30 years ago.
Rand used to really hate it when I rearranged when we were first married. Me moving a piece of furniture was always a guarantee that he would protest. Rand trying to point out that his mother doesn't rearrange furniture is what made it a guaranteed fight.
I finally gave him an option. I pointed out that I NEED change. It is in my genetic make up. I can't help it. I told him that I can change the furniture around from time to time or I could change men from time to time. He has never complained about me moving furniture around again and has even become quite helpful!

I come from a clan of folk who welcome change and question why things are the way they are. We are always looking for a new way.
Our family tree can be traced back to the chipping out of the original round wheel. The others, dragging their stuff around on their rocks, just made fun of us. "Waste of good hunting time!" they said.



You can do something good the first time.
You can only do something better the second time.


Dad was back at the doctors. After a short scare - he didn't have a blood clot in his lung - he is home recuperating again. He does still have pneumonia. He has had a few more small cardiac scares which his nitro tablet has helped.
Rob and Amanda are having much fun throwing the word fiancee around.
Lilly and her mommy will be paying this Gramma a visit this coming weekend.
Willie is soon starting at a local Landscapers.