Folks are coming for a ritual this evening. I have to mop the floor. The WetJet isn’t working. I can’t find my mop. There’s nothing else to do but get on my hands and knees, and scrub with water and Pine-Sol.
As I’m doing this, I’m humming:
Of course, the title of this post has nothing to do with the need to scrub the floors by hand occasionally. It’s something I’ll have to do, with or without a princess, even if I had magical talking mice.
It’s also part of an HP’s job.