Mission Accomplished

So, this morning, after giving the house a good rub-down, and then venting my temper on the malfunctioning cable, I finally did tackle the porch. Five and one-half hours later, I emerged sweaty, dirty, and slightly smelly. Now everyone says in surprise, "We have a porch! Who'd have known?" It is unrecognizable, and considering I didn't get rid of a single thing and only moved one single box to the garage, the amount of space I generated is incredible. But, my goodness! I have never seen so many spiders and wasps and flies and webs! Unless you count the garage which I cleaned last week, that is. I scrubbed everything with this one tiny scrub brush the size of my fist (and I have small hands). My knees are a little mutinous, but that's nothing compared to the rest of me. In short, I ache. Everywhere. One shower and fifteen minutes of down time later, I was in the kitchen. After an hour and a half, I had made piping hot wild rice, fresh corn bread (from scratch), one pitcher of sweet tea, and some delicious chicken curry. And to add more surprise, it all actually tasted good! Then Becca whipped up something new with a spare can of coconut milk, bananas, sugar, and cinnamon. It was very tasty, too. Actually, Becca happened across the can of coconut milk days ago, and wanted to make something with it. She found a recipe with bananas, but our bananas were a little too green up until today. I told her to wait until today when I could make something that complemented coconut milk (curry is kind of tropical, right?). I know, Susie Homemaker.