And for good reason.

I woke up this morning, took a shower, then went downstairs to discover the most horrifying concept of my general existence.

Summer cleaning.

Today was pretty mucht he warmest day we’ve had since the fall, topping out at about 75 or so, sunny and beautiful.  So my mother decided that we had to clean the front porch.  It took my sister and I nearly five hours to wash all the windows and the windowframes.

Sure, we had Vanilla Ice and Boys Like Girls to keep us company, but it was still a long time to be working.

Then my aunt called.  They came up from the southern end of the state (we live in the northern end – it takes four hours from there to here) and wanted us to come visit them at my grandparents’ house.  So we did.  And it took two hours and was incredibly boring.  My cousins and my aunt are kind of boring.

I ended up writing half a page and forcing my sister to read what was already written.  She started crying at one point.  Apparently, I’m better than I thought I was.

But that is the story of my useless day.