cleaning the kitchen

Betty has been cleaning, moving, shifting, chopping and changing - a constant reminder of her restless character. She would love to sit down and read her book. Conscience dictates that so much has to be done to earn this reward and her brain is becoming mangled and crushed with the responsibility of leading where others must follow. Last night she watched television until 4.00am - weird baby programmes about couples arriving home with a bawling baby from hospital and how they miraculously cope within 24 hours. Other couples move from the town to the country and find enchantment in flowing streams and paddocks. Some intend to create animal sanctuaries.. She is feeling slightly sad about the summer disappearing, along with her youth. You better remember Betty - contentment can be found in a well cooked sponge cake and a clean house. Don't you forget....