My Conscience

There's another member of the household that I haven't talked about: Anna.

Anna is Wendy's housekeeper, a sweet, sweet lady who is the backbone of the house.  The other day, I referred to Anna as my "conscience."  When I leave for the misadventures of the day, I try to make sure that everything in my room is just perfect, so that Anna won't really have anything to do.

No matter how good I think I am, everything is arranged absolutely perfectly when I get back, to a degree I never would have considered.

I was told tonight that Anna asked if everything was okay, and if I was happy/satisfied.

Pfft.  I'm wondering if there's grant money left over to bring her back to Indy.