Did you ever have one of the those days when you just feel in your bones that you were supposed to be a princess and be waited on hand and foot? When just the thought of cooking your own food seems absurd and you look around the house with a disdainful eye thinking, "Someone ought to clean that up," but you're not thinking you?
It's one of those days. So I will make an extra effort not to be lazy today. My Scooba is cleaning my kitchen floor right now, but the rest is going to have to be me. Spring cleaning, here I come!