The Bachelor's Life

The real king of the castle

Mrs Death is away for a time, so I'm taking the opportunity to restore the house to something resembling presentable. So far, I've dumped a couple of tons of clutter; overhauled the front and back porches; made over the kitchen, bathrooms, and living room; organized all my CDs, which have fallen into shocking disarray over a period of months; dusted, vacuumed, scrubbed, and mopped; and now, every time I mess it up, I clean it up. I suspect I could live like this and almost enjoy it.

Next job is to blow the leaves out of the yard and into the neighbors'.