To Be or Not to Be

Christmas clutter on the 9th day of Christmas. Apparently I am the only one who notices these things and thinks to actually do something about it.

Christmas clutter on the 9th day of Christmas. Apparently I am the only one who notices these things and thinks to actually do something about it.

  1. Yesterday I chose joy and beauty and thankfulness. Thanks to Frankenboot, it is difficult to bend over or squat to pick things up off the floor.
  2. Being on my feet for very long is not a good idea, and I have discovered how much work it really is to accomplish simple household chores. Even dusting involves a lot of bending and reaching on ones tippy-toes. Standing upon ones tippy-toes is impossible when encased in Frankenboot.
  3. No one else has jumped in to pick up the slack.  Therefore, I have a new occupation: dust farmer.
  4. I wrote a résumé last weekend. I did not, however, include “dust farmer” in list stating my job experience. Somehow it didn’t seem to be something that would help me stand out from other applicants.
  5. A metaphor is like a simile.
    That was a grammar joke. You’re welcome.