Sometimes I can slip into the role of the scullery maid

Even on vacation, what with this tremendously beautiful kitchen at this cottage, I can't seem to keep it clean. We are constant eaters and drinkers it seems and I am not sure I like this granite surface. For one thing it is extremely hard, it feels if I put something down on it too quickly it will shatter. For another you can't see the puddles, and you end up putting something like the cardboard box of sugar in it...

Anyway, I find myself polishing and rearranging constantly. This morning I just asked Mike if he would take a turn. Of course he did, he is such a good guy.