Guess it's time...

to drag out some leftovers and call it lunch. I have a ton of stuff in the fridge and we're either going to eat it or toss it. I'm tired of looking at it, so it's up to Brandon and Kevin which way we go on that.

Leftovers aren't the most appealing thing in the world to eat, but once they're warmed up and you get a whiff of the aroma, they aren't so bad.

It's also time to do a good cleaning here, but how to do that when I spend so much energy at work? I tell ya, by the time I am home for awhile, after working hard at McDonalds, my energy is spent. I give so much there that I have little left to give here. Shame on me.

I may have to see if I can hire help for this cleaning. Maybe even my niece Gina. She's a super house cleaner and would do wonders for this place. Maybe she'd even come do this on a weekly basis at least until it's in good enough order to handle on my own again.

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