Today I read this email in an from my
mom:
"...Such a crazy little dog.
Well, its late... gotta wash the kitchen floor before I go to bed....its the
plan, and I'm going to do it...yep,,,gotta do it, so I can wake up to a
clean kitchen floor..."
...and so it's notable because I bought a mop about 2 months ago and it's been loping around the kitchen since, still in its plastic wrapper unused, yet. But every morning I wake up and tiptoe into the kitchen and think to the mop '
will today be the day?':