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Internet, My internet is gone... Out of order... So, now, i can only be on here, By phone... Have to call the company, i guess... Such a hassle.... Being in the midst of cleaning my house, Because family members are coming. Because, now, i am officially an OLD WOMAN/ WITCH!! 🤣😂  Finally, i made it!! A friend already came by. But she is totally not interested in the state of my household! She looked around, and told me, I dont see the dirt, your house is clean, what is your problem? 🙃🤪 Women? Crazy folk!! 🤣😂🤣 |
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Tomorrow is an other cleaning day. For just an other part of my house...
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It makes you wonder what we did before the internet....
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Darling Rosa, your guests are coming to see you, not to check the place and if it is clean or not... but I understand you... you want to be everything nice when they come and that is another lovely thing about you... dont stress too much either way 😊
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you can be my maid
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3/19/2024 1:09 pm |
drmgirl, Indeed? Maybe we cleaned even more? 🤣😃
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3/19/2024 1:11 pm |
Exname, Yes, you understand! I take it easy... one room at the time,
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3/19/2024 1:12 pm |
CDees, HA! you're sure?
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Tell your friend she can visit me any time! I love her view
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likeithot, Are you sure? She is as vanilla, as can be....
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rosa I hope your internet is restored soon! A clean house is in the eye of the beholder!  A life spent making mistakes is not only more honorable, but more useful than a life spent doing nothing. George Bernard Shaw Jenny
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No computer here- I always operate per my phone...😎
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Tomorrow is an other cleaning day. For just an other part of my house... by Rose Milligan Dust if you must, but wouldn't it be better To paint a picture, or write a letter, Bake a cake, or plant a seed; Ponder the difference between want and need? Dust if you must, but there's not much time, With rivers to swim, and mountains to climb; Music to hear, and books to read; Friends to cherish, and life to lead. Dust if you must, but the world's out there With the sun in your eyes, and the wind in your hair; A flutter of snow, a shower of rain, This day will not come around again. Dust if you must, but bear in mind, Old age will come and it's not kind. And when you go (and go you must) You, yourself, will make more dust.
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Gowron, Aaah, that is pure romance, to me! 😍🥰😍
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jenny, yes, that's why i clean, for the eye of the other! ( beholder) 😇😊
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brandy, You do?? i dont like that small screen... That is perfect for whatsapp, not for writing blogs, etc
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crazy lovely
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Artschool, 😊🤗😚👍
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