If a man washes a dish and there is no-one around to see it - did it really happen??

Are the joys and merits of housework. There is really not much to say other than that about the tedious mind numbing repetition of vacuuming the same piece of carpet over and over again. Then again, if I didn't vacuum it, then the inevitable crunchyness that would occur would only cause me great pain. So it's a trade off - between the effort to vacuum, vs the effort taken to ignore (albeit painfully) the things that have been trodden into the carpet. All in all I don't really care as I'm not at my house. I'm staying at Emily's as I had to come up to the 'burbs to go see the Navy people again. It's getting closer and closer to the day when I disappear for a while. And I think it's starting to hit home for a few people what I've gotten myself into. Maybe it's the ton of paperwork I've had to fill out, and the phone calls, and so on and so forth. Maybe it's the realisation that we are indeed now in 2007 (Happy New Year by the way), so "next year" has arrived. I think the clincher for me was yesterday when I learned I that I had been booked into my "Appointment Ceremony". It's the shin-dig they have for family, and blah blah blah. Basically it's when I sign on the dotted line, and I'm in. I then of course ship out the following day, so not a lot of time to take it all in.

So as time continues it stately march onwards, I hope that people have had a good holiday break. That you have been able to perhaps deal with some issues of the past year, and that you were able to resolve, learn, and move on. Perhaps I am getting sentimental in my old age, or perhaps it's the housework getting to me. Perhaps they should recommend it to the boys in Guantanamo. Stuff everything else, get the "terrorists" - yeah those guys who haven't even had a fair trial yet to clean up the place. They'll break instantly.

:)