clean house
Posted: Wed Jan 02, 2008 9:11 am
I was riding on the back of a wagon pulled by a tractor. There were others with me. We were on a wagon track that reminded me of the farm I grew up on. However the scenery was different. There were palm trees (Not native to Canada, my homeland). Somehow I knew that this was my property. I also knew there was a house at the end of the lane. My purpose was to clean that house up. I had left it very dirty. Like the mess made when construction is going on.
The wagon stopped about 100 feet short of the house. I got off and realized that it wasn't pulled by a tractor but by several men. They were to tired to bring it the rest of the way. So the final distance I helped them push it. They were rather shocked at my actions and really didn't know what to do.
I went into the house thinking I needed to clean it but it was sparkling. Even the bathroom which I needed to use was spic and span.
I realized that the same guys that pulled the wagon also had cleaned the house. It was my turn to be surprised.
The wagon stopped about 100 feet short of the house. I got off and realized that it wasn't pulled by a tractor but by several men. They were to tired to bring it the rest of the way. So the final distance I helped them push it. They were rather shocked at my actions and really didn't know what to do.
I went into the house thinking I needed to clean it but it was sparkling. Even the bathroom which I needed to use was spic and span.
I realized that the same guys that pulled the wagon also had cleaned the house. It was my turn to be surprised.