She-Who-Visits invited me to visit her. She's all alone on her island paradise and she asked me down next weekend. She was very cool about telling me that if I couldn't swing it I shouldn't stress. She knows me well and knows that I stress.
Why stress? I'll soon be living alone, foot loose and fancy free. This seems like an opportunity not to miss. The invite was "Want to come down and clean my apartment?" So hot! Then she allowed as to how she "kept a tidy home." More like OCD spotless.
But I love me in nothing but an apron being bossed about by Mistress Frogperson as I ineptly brandish Lysol and a toothbrush for all those hard to reach nooks and crannies.
Stay tuned. Will he stay or will he go?
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