Housekeeping

To say that I'm housekeeping challenged here at Lucky Penny headquarters is putting it mildly. There's the Man and all his hoarding and sloppy issues. There's me and my schedule, and housekeeping usually is not the priority it should be. Then, there's Piccolo. She does understand what the bathroom is for. I've asked the Man to keep the door to that room closed, mostly because it takes up almost the entire width of the corridor that links the living room to the kitchen, but also, if the door is left even a little ajar, Piccolo will open it, and then pee on the bathroom rug next to the vanity. The rug is nylon, and wicks away moisture, but the evidence is the stain on the rubber backing. I have to admit, as naughty as it is, I think it's sort of hilarious to hear the creak of the door as she sneaks inside the bathroom. I think she believes she's really getting away with something. Some feedback about the event I did two weeks ago has started to trickle in via e-mail from some other members of a committee I was on. There were comments made that were a sort of slap. Enough to get me all ticked off again, and confirm that I will be making myself unavailable for next year's event. It was confirmation that I should be more discriminating in my choices.