Tuesday, July 01, 2008

Summertime and the living.

It is, in case you haven't looked at the calendar, July. Summer is starting to fly by and head for its twilight. And once again I find myself wondering what have I done so far. The answer is as usual - nothing. My daily ritual is not filled with glorious adventures to say the least. I rise from my slumber, go to my part-time (at best) job, and spend the rest of my time trying to wrangle my daughter while doing battle with the apartment.

The battle against my apartment has grown beyond just a mere conflict and into an all out war. Every day, armed only with my wits, I attempt to keep the apartment clean before the three of us mess it up again. I mostly fail in my attempts because chaos rains supreme in this dwelling. The idea that I, without my wife's help, could get this mess under some form of control is as laughable as the new CBS show, Greatest American Dog.