Some days start slowly and quietly, sipping tea while writing a post. Others start with a  brisk walk, or an early getaway to the office to beat the crowds on Metro.

Most days don’t start with three strangers scouring my bathroom.

But that’s how the day has started. Little time for rumination. It’s all about action now, and not forgetting what I was doing before I went to add an item to the master list for hundredth time.

Still, it’s a wonderful thing, having other people clean your house. I could get used to it.