24 February 2010

a wednesday miracle.

I don't mean to brag, but...even after getting caught at work for an extra half hour:

Dinner is ready (in the crock-pot).

A fire is going in the fireplace.

A second load of laundry is in the washer.

The dusting is finished.

One bathroom is clean.

The carpet has been vacuumed.

Mr. Bublé is singing to me on the stereo.

An open bottle of Merlot is breathing on the counter.

I am a domestic goddess. I am a domestic goddess.  Do you think if I click my heels together it will stick?

What a wonderful evening!

1 comment:

  1. oh please...stop bragging! ha. good for you! now...come to my house please.