The Cleaner Is Coming

Hello Everyone:

The ankle is really much better.  I can walk and run comfortably on it which means I can go longer and further.  Yay.  The day, otherwise, have been good.  Even better, someone is coming to clean the house on Monday, which means I don't have to do too much this week and next.  So happy about that.  Maybe I can get him to find out why the vacuum cleaner only works for a short period of time.  I love it when the cleaner comes because he does a very thorough job.  I still like to clean up a little before he comes because I don't want him doing twice as much work as necessary.  I'd rather he come in, do his job, and leave.  He's a nice guy, very reliable and trustworthy, but I don't want him camping out.  I don't think mum wants him camping out as well.  Regardless, it just means less things for me to do and I can go get my hair trimmed tomorrow.  I really do have better things to do than scrub a toilet.