Hip-hop

The other day I was cleaning my house, and wanted to bang some tunes to keep me mentally occupied. Having just moved houses, I was breaking my back lugging shit up and down flights of stairs to the top floor kitchen. It was probably close to 100 degrees, and the fans just weren’t cutting it. Let’s just say it was not a good situation, by any means (Never-ending sweat, plus lots of dust, equals gross).

So, with that said, music was about the only thing to keep me from pulling a Wicked Witch of the West. Mentally, and physically.