A Writer's Life

By Awriterslife

Can I help?

I had to do some very necessary cleaning up today. My mom came to help (yep, I'm that lucky), but, as has been the case for some time, my cleaning effort were stymied by an asthma attack. Turns out, I'll have to either find very mild products, have a cleaning lady (my favorite solution by far, if you don't know what to give me as a belated gift), or wear a mask. While I was gasping for some air, lea decided to help me by gently settling on my tummy. The movement in the picture? Coughing, which she didn't exactly enjoy. But hey, my apartment is a lot cleaner than it was when I got up this morning!

In other news, they started torturing the sidewalk in front of my apartment at 7 this morning. Don't you just love waking up to the sound of concrete being "delicately" broken in pieces?

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