busy me

…tired…of…housework… And there’s still so much to do.

I cleaned the loveseat in the Home Office, but it’s never going to look good unless it’s professionally cleaned. Since Margot thinks it’s her sofa, it sees a lot of dog action (because whatever Margot does, Guinness must do, too, plus River thought it was his sofa–Rex is indifferent to it).

I’m tired of cleaning it. I’m not a big fan of slipcovers. So after it was dry and vacuumed, I covered it with one of my quilts. Margot approves.

Back to work.