Today, I live in a.....

*Restaurant's Kitchen. Or at least the 3 loads in the dish washer (TODAY ALONE) hint as much. I've tried to master the skill of puzzles because that's exctly what loading the dishwasher requires. The maximum amount of dishes to pack in and still be in the position for optimum cleaning. Unless you're a ten year old boy and think ONE large bowl is the only thing that fits in the bottom. And leaving the rest for his sister to load during her turn.

*Laundry Mat. Or at least the 4 (and counting) loads piling (and by that I mean a giant mountain sprouting from my comforter) atop my bed hints as much. The thought crossed my mind today as I was walking in my room to the bathroom, "I've got this under control!". Because the path paved in dirty mismatched socks, crumpled up t-shirts, inside out unders, halfturned in and out jeans was now magically resembling that of actual carpet fibers in taupe. But then....I made the mistake of venturing down to (previously mentioned) 10 year old boys' room and discovered a mountain that puts my mole hill (yes it was that big), to miserable embarrassing shame. Luckily the next 7 loads (yes 7!!!) Will not increase my mound but dissapear back into the far corner of this house it appeared from. (After the laundry mat does its thing, of course.)

*A Zoo. Or at least the 3+ cages that were cleaned today hint as much. I give zoo keepers a higher respect for what they do everyday to keep all those critters content. Window washing, poop scoopin', and fresh water and food. You rock Mr/Ms. Zoo Keeper. And thanks. From the animals. I'm sure they appreciate it. As do I.

*An Insane Asylum. Or at least all these screaming, crying, fighting, confrontational pre-adolescents hint as much. Or maybe the growling, saliva drooling, chomping hints that it back to the Restaurant we go.

Any exoctic Realty in your neck of the woods?