Monday, when the forecast for a week of lovely weather came out, I knew it was my chance to wash windows. But, with writing deadlines to meet, I didn’t have a day for the project. Instead, I resolved to clean two windows a day as long as the good weather holds.
So far, I’m on track even though plumbing problems left us without water off and on for two days. The dirt and bug splat on the windows is appalling, and the number of dead Asian soy beetles nestled in every nook and cranny of the window frames and screens is mind-boggling. But, I persevere for one reason only. I’m listening to The Story of Edgar Sawtell on my iPod and can’t wait to see how the book ends.
After twenty-five years of reading stories to kids after lunch every day, having someone read to me is pure bliss, even if I’m doing housework while I listen. In fact, a person could judge the quality of the current selection on my iPod by the cleanliness of my house. Only a truly memorable book could make me eager to wash windows.
So forgive me if this post is a bit short, but the windows in Anne’s bedroom are calling. Well, the windows and Edgar Sawtell, which is amazing since he’s mute.
You want to know more? Start washing windows.
