As you all know by now, I have a new blogging room.Yes, it was supposed to be a meditation/prayer/writing/reading/study. . . but it has turned into nothing more than a feel-good blogging room.
Feel-good.
That's the operative word my friends. Feel. Good. I instinctively feel good in the room.
And so I ask you. . .
Is there a reason the cleaning lady had to move my elephant in the room. . . or my bamboo plant. . .or my f'orchid (fake orchid)? And what about my f'wicker chair? Did it not belong with my antique desk? Why did it have to go all f'cocked on a angle like that? And let's not even talk about the throw rug . . . It was purposely thrown there to cover Ponzi's old makeup stains and the burn marks her friends made when they forgot to turn off the Chi hair straightener.
Is someone thinking she can bring a whole new Chi into my room?
If she starts messing with my Holy Oils or my authentic JFK table (both lovingly lifted, my friends) I just may have to start the Kung Foo Fighting. . .
12 comments:
Oh no! Now I have that song stuck in my head. Thanks. :P
You have a cleaning lady? I'm so jealous. Take action now! Take back your "feel good" room. We all know how rare and important "feeling good" is!
I'm still stuck on having a cleaning lady.
I can't get past the fact that you have a cleaning lady.
Ditto for me. If I had a cleaning lady, she could totally have her way with my elephant.
No one should mess with someone else's chi.
Very bad, grasshopper.
funny that everyone mentioned the cleaning lady!! :) I more felt your pain...I like things the way they are! even if thats a little messy .. or completely neat..as long as its mine:)! Would like your cleaning lady tho!!:)
NOW I'll be singing that song ALL DAY!!!
xoxox
Oo I love my straightener. I'd be lost without it.
*laughing!!*
I have your link you emailed- thank you! :)
It's so important to have your own little space...
I sooo want mine - Even if it's virtual, can I just think myself into yours for a few moments each day - Just to get away from my one Teen Terror? He's doing my head in, Liz, and that's before the hair straighteners he just keeps rattling on about... He's now whistling his tuneless way through a University application form that I've written for him... May God help me, please... xox
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夢世界,
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酒店工作,
酒店上班,
酒店打工,
禮服酒店,
禮服公關,
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華麗夢想,
夢世界,
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酒店工作,
酒店上班,
酒店打工,
禮服酒店,
禮服公關,
酒店領檯,
華麗夢想,
夢世界,
酒店經紀,
酒店工作,
酒店上班,
酒店打工,
禮服酒店,
禮服公關,
酒店領檯,
華麗夢想,
夢世界,
酒店經紀,
酒店工作,
酒店上班,
酒店打工,
禮服酒店,
禮服公關,
酒店領檯,
華麗夢想,
夢世界,
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