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 I've made it my mission to post everyday since May of 2017. Since then, I've only missed three days. Not bad for a gal who is super, freakin' busy.

Today's post is a rant. I need to get things off my chest, so to speak. 

This "Pandemic" is starting to affect my attitude. I really need to "go somewhere". My thoughts were to just drive to the beach one day. This would be about an eight hour trip. Hang out on the sands, and watch the surf. Sleep in my car. Drive home. 

Husband squashed that idea.

Vegas is open? Oh. That's a shorter drive. 

Nope to that too.

Talking Stick Resort is even closer.

No.

So, here I am, in front of the computer yet again. This has become my place in the house. Bed. Toilet. Kitchen. Computer. A very boring routine.

Now, I can say the guest bathroom is the cleanest it has ever been. Have the rest of the house to do this weekend. Wish me luck.

My prize for the clean house is that after the house is wiped down, vacuumed, and dusted, I am installing the DIY Bidet. Never used one. Never installed one. Should prove interesting.

On another note. I did just start a new book. This one is, "Some Days Are Dark" by Miranda Smith. Am at Chapter Five. Enjoying thus far. 

Thanks for listening.