Ah, Memories
I was on my hands and knees in the kitchen, scrubbing the floor with a scrub brush with a bucket of mop water next to me, and suddenly I'm reminded exactly why my nickname back in the day was Cinderella - because I was always cleaning! For the record, it is definitely not normal for me to scrub my kitchen that thoroughly, but I need a new mop and it was just not getting the corners! Plus it's about time for spring cleaning anyway. I got through the rest of my cleaning with a fond smile on my face and remembering fun times at Crossover, the gay bar in Harker Heights, TX (it's sadly closed now) and how so many people would pile into my house after the bar closed until we all passed out around 5 AM. Good times.
Also, my muse is screaming at me to stop playing stupid games on Facebook and get some actual writing done, but the words just aren't coming!
Also, my muse is screaming at me to stop playing stupid games on Facebook and get some actual writing done, but the words just aren't coming!