After kitty cleanup, I must make a basement trip. Then I mst vacuum and mop the kitchen. Yesterdat, Jen brought be a flimsy container holding a lot of chicken soup. For dinner, I put half of the soup into a sauce poan, got it boilng and added a lt of frozen corn and peas and carrots. It was quite yummy. Last night, during cleanup, because I am a crippled mess with kneeling issues and I have a hard time dealing with a refrigerator that sits too low, I managed to knock the soup out of the fridge and onto the floor, and because the container was flimsy, I ended up with the entire contents - soup, schmaltz, peas, carrots, and corn all over the floor. Using a lotta paper towels and my cane, I blotted up the liquid, leaving a lot of veggies on the floor. Using every flour-letter word I knew along with some new ones, I decided to let the veggies dry out and get them up this morning. That's done and I need to mop. I hate my life.
