Cleaning Muse

It used to be that Megan could throw herself into her chores and cleaning with a certain gusto. Lately, however, her cleaning muse seems to be dozing in a corner, collecting an impressive plethora of dust bunnies. To be perfectly honest, dust bunnies is too kind a definition. Any mother with her white glove at the ready and armed with bleach would call them dust gophers. Size notwithstanding, the tunnel system now adorning the room was bordering on the dangerous, ridiculous, and adventurous! ((And whatever other "-ous" word you can come up with.))

Upon further inspection one might assume that the young lady's cleaning muse had been drugged, perhaps by the lady herself. But that would prove to be stupid, and hazardous to your health seeing as how if the lady did slip the muse a mickey, imagine what she could do to you. Not to mention we're going to stick with the obligatory nonsense and throw in a good movie quote by stating that doping up a muse, cleaning or otherwise is, "INCONCEIVABLE!" That and it would totally mess up the plot. (As soon as we find it we'll let you know... Maybe.)

Anywho, upon an even closer inspection of the incapacitated muse ( which is another story entirely and which required an all out war with the dust gophers and five bottles of Dust-Begone ) it was discovered that the cleaning muse and the muse of dreams were twins. After much prodding to keep the poor thing awake, we managed to learn that the cleaning muse skipped town after Megan took a custodial job and abused the privelages of having a muse that actually inspires one to clean. Apparently, the muse felt that if Megan was getting paid then it too should recieve some monetary compensation. Megan made a derrogatory comment of epic proportions. ...We'll let your imagination stew over that one.

So until further notice, the position for a cleaning muse is officially open. This is an UNPAID position, so don't ask. Further inquiry on the subject of salary will result in violence, reputation, smearing and possible "disappearance". We thank you for your attention and apologize that the plot as well as the muse for which this blog was supposed to feature is MIA.

And watch out for the dust gophers on your way out. What? We didn't say we won that little war with them now did we?