Chores, chores and more chores.

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On Friday my tummy ached. I told Martín not to come. And I prepared a bland meal thinking about bed and laptop. Firt the toilette was stuck. I tried to make it run but I had no streght. So I called Marco. While I waited for him, I discovered that the fitchen faucet was leaking. Tar had destroyed a great part of it. I hoped that Marco would help me with that too. Marco did come, bought what was needed, fixed everything and left the kitchen and bathroom floors as if ducks had passed through. After he went away with my thanks and some money less in my pockets, I went back to bed and discovered a whatsapp. The young lady who is selling my house wanted to come right now to show it. Or could it be on Sunday noon? I thought off the dirty dishes put away while Marco fixed the faucet, thought that first I would have to wash the sink and if I had had any voice left I would have yelled. As it was, I placed all the dishes elsewhere and started by cleaning the sink. Then I placed the dishes to soak. I decided that if I couldn´t wash them all, I´d hide them in the dishwasher. The dishwasher is not working but I have tried to make it work and it´s no use. I decided long ago that if my future was at a senior home, I did not need a dishwasher. But it still serves as a hiding place. After much work I cleaned the kitchen, put away some clothes in the closet, made my bed and took a shower and washed my hair. I went to receive them with my cane and they were all lovely young people who also played with Luna. When I was alone I took the longest nap and here I am. I even places 2 more pieces in the puzzle I have on my dining room table. How are you all?