So today, I know I’m a grown up, because I just put a load of washing in the machine and was *very* satisfied to see that my washing machine drawer is still gleaming and lovely and clean from my deep cleaning of it last weekend with vinegar. I know. I don’t get out much. But vinegar is amazing. I also use it in the washing machine and dishwasher and the kettle and on the taps to clean. I don’t do all of these things at the same time, or even, regularly. But when I do, vinegar is the dogs cahoona’s for cleaning with.
Anyway, contrast that with friend Wendy aka Wob Wob – don’t know how I’ve come to name her that, but it’s stuck, coming here from a loooooong day at work and me having a) no tea for her and b) telling her that if she wants food she’ll have to sort herself out. She’s out right now, at the chippy. I think that’s the best solution as I am being a lazy moo and can’t be assed to do anything other than eat cereal.
So there you have it – one one hand I’m Martha Stewart. On the other, I’m emulating someone from Shameless. It’s an interesting life I lead….
PS. I can’t even be bothered to find an image for this, so think of something yourself. But something nice, ok?