I'm cleaning my blinds, getting ready for the installation of my airconditioner later this afternoon, and I start to think back to my blog about the joy of dusting. Wiping the film off each blind and sweating under the sunlight I think I might want to recant my previous statement. Then the next song plays. I always play music when I clean. It's Toad's "Life is Beautiful."
I'm sticking with my original story.