Dishes

Saturday morning I called in to work sick (tee hee) and locked myself in the house so I could clean in peace. I don't think the 'higher-ups' suspected that I was really playing hookie from work. I'm pretty clever that way. Her Royal Highness was a little suspicious and stayed behind. I coughed a couple of times to make sure I would appear legitimately ill.



After washing dishes, I swept the kitchen floor. After sweeping up the pile (what a mess!! I need to complain to my union rep about the working conditions I have to deal with) I turned around and guess where I found 'Her Majesty?'