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The cleaning person was late. She's currently coating my kitchen in bleach.

My husband was sewing a button on to his pants. I asked him why he didn't ask me. "Because I can do it myself." The pants are khaki. The button is khaki. The thread he's using? Green. Why? "There is no khaki thread, so I thought I'd use a random color, and you have a lot of green. No one's going to see it, anyway."

This, folks, is why I love him. It's just the way his mind works.

That "do you read me thread" produced a couple of interesting results.

( My friending policy )

So, I was amazed, and yes, delighted, when I found that some folks I didn't suspect (not because of lack of comments but because of size of flists) read me did. Thank you.

I was looking at the ithurtsmybrain list, and realized I just don't watch enough tv/anime/movies. I can't write 90% of the stories. But they'll be fun to read.

(Um. It's August, so it's a ways away. Would it be totally hypocritical if I said that, despite earlier protests, I'm thinking about doing the Yuletide thing? I still *hate* the name, mind you, but it always looks like such fun.)

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Three hours. She just spent three hours in my kitchen. Which is gorgeous now.

And she's moved to my bathroom now.

In terms of housekeeping - I lose.

ETA: Bathroom is now glowing. And, yeah. I win. And she wins because I paid her for her time and effort. I don't need to see dirt.