Is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results.
I have two Tasmanian devils that follow in my wake. I clean a bathroom, the next morning, a pile of toothpaste is on the counter and the sink also has toothpaste in it. There is a toilet paper ball (Andrews favorite past time when I'm not paying attention) sitting on the counter. The towel that I put down for them to stand on out of the bath (and to give my knees a bit of cushion when I'm washing them) is soaking wet. I just keep thinking, maybe this time it will stay clean a little longer. Maybe this time, there won't be bright blue toothpaste smeared on things. Maybe. If I'm lucky. Yeah, I'm insane.
Friday, May 30, 2008
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