Taking a lead from occupy Wall Street, the Clone and her clonies have decided to go on strike. Unfair practices, they claim. They have to do the hard stuff while I get to have fun writing. Ha! They have no idea how hard writing is. So we made a switch. They're trying to write my book. (Let's just aee how long that lasts) And I'm cleaning the house.
I'm taking out the trash.
Mopping the floors.
Washing the dishes.
And dusting the furniture.
Okay, I just remembered what I'm thankful for this Thanksgiving. That I don't have to clean this hard every day. (P.S. Angry Clone just hollered from the office, "What the hell's a gerund? Nerdy Clone laughed and explained it. Glam Clone said, "Darling, who cares?" and Sleepy Clone said, "Shh, I'm trying to catch a nap here.")
How about you? What are you doing this Sunday?