I had a new client on monday. I clean private homes to supplement the fact that I am technically only part time at my other job. I think this is the last one I can take on without overdoing. So this little man greets me at the door and gives me the grand tour of the place complete with an all blue bathroom...(yes!). I was enamored by the ceramic blue toilet...i won't lie. anyhoo, cleaning their house was a good time. its always fun to interact with people and see how people live, the weird collections on their dressertops, the family photos, etc.
As I was busy scrubbing down one of the bathrooms, the little gentleman was in his "office" listening to the radio. And it was oddly comforting. It got me to thinking about my grandpa, how he'd be out in the garage...his so called "shop" as he was a carpenter and he'd hooked up the radio to turn on whenever the lights went on. He'd be listening to the news, talk radio, or sports...never music. Its funny how different generations get news. Ours is definitely an internet generation. I read the newspaper everyday, but I want to get into the habit of listening to talk radio more often. And just embracing the simplicity of the life the generations before us have led.
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