| I wonder if Clive the businessman realises that housework has to fit in with world domination for some people. Maybe I just have a nagging fear that if I do Go Into Business Properly, it'll result in more dustbunnies, microwave meals and garden weeds than I'd care to think about. At this time of year I get a nauseating taste of it; the house is a tip when there are weddings to sew for. And I should mention that by "a tip," I mean "not enough like a Long Island showhome." |
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contemplative
