Ah, but the Pleasures of Housekeeping!

Miracles happen on Mondays. Has anyone noticed? I could have sworn I had three plates, one saucepan, two glasses, a couple of forks, and a frying pan in this sink this morning. Come to think of it, make that three glasses - I washed down some juice on my way out the door.

And if i think really hard, I'm pretty sure I sculpted Ayers Rock from my bedsheets as I rolled out of bed today. The bathroom was in a state to be desired, and I wrote a mental note to myself to take the juice and milk cartons to the recycling bin downstairs. Must remember not to scrunch up the note and recycle it with everything else! Gosh, speaking of the trash, it really needs to be taken out. Yup, this apartment is leased to one tenant only. New colonies will require pre-approval.

Anyhow, true to its title of Miracle Mondays, I come home from work, and behold! A most profound sight!

Everything in the sink found its way into the steamy dishwasher. They're dry and ready to be reused. And spotless. The kitchen - good to go! Cartons - disappeared! Incredible!

The bedroom: Fluffed pillows. Check. Clean and pressed sheets. Check. Fresh towels on the side of the bed. Check.

Next stop: Bathroom. Dandy!

I mean, call yourself a sceptic, but Mondays have made me a believer! Never underestimate the good karma of taking the old lady across the street. God IS watching, and rewards you in the most unexpected ways...