5Word Challenge to Miami Bitch

I've just returned from a very long day trip to Miami Beach; a journey which was not undertaken, as one might expect, to cruise the beach front ogling the aimless and the beautiful that accumulate there from around the globe, but to finish up the wonderfully adventurous task of painting the baseboards and mopping the floors of a rental apartment!

Well, actually it wasn't a wonderfully adventurous task. It was a tiresome and repetitive chore, as boring as the the bland yellow white wall paint I used that's sold under the puffed up title: "Willow White".

Like most of the responsibilities that fall to a landlord, one does not need to be even remotely brilliant or brainy to paint walls. In fact I have come to believe from direct experience that the chief virtue of good land lording is being dimwitted and dull enough to endure a nearly continuous stream of dismal, crappy jobs, without descending into a drooling vegetative state. Fortunately for me there is no question of having any brains. That I managed somehow to end up being a landlord is proof positive of that.