Whaddaya know, the Bible was right...

Dust thou art, and to dust thou shalt return. Today, you see, had a lot to do with dust. Not gold dust and not Dust from the His Dark Materials trilogy either, just the plaster/grout/drywall dust that was all over the house. We spent maybe 90 minutes sweeping, Swiffing, vacuuming and Windexing... moving couches, rolling rugs... all with cheering results until I realized I haven't even started on my usual weekend cleaning yet. It sucks. We need a full-on Contractor Invasion Recovery Plan.

I've been feeling weird about something lately. ( Introspection regarding generosity/stinginess )