Sunday… A day of rest. Not.
My wife is in full housework mode today – trying to catch up with all of the tasks that she would have done yesterday (had she not been at work), so I keep my head down and stay out of the way while she rampages around the house like a miniature tornado.
I want to give her car a quick wash (she likes it to be clean for when she visits prospective clients, and she has two or three appointments booked for the coming week) but it has been raining steadily all day. It eventually stops around mid-afternoon, so I venture outside armed with a bucket of soapy water and give it a quick once-over. I also split a few logs, fill the log basket and light the fire.