Somehow, after all, I ended up with no waffle irons at all.
As I'm just now discovering this, you can see how much this has affected my life in the years since there were all those waffle irons; Clearly it hasn't been an issue.
Installed Ubuntu in the spare space on the laptop hard drive.
(I don't like it, I think. Might try switching to straight Debian. I'm not invested in the install on the laptop at this point.)
Took everything out from under the kitchen sink. Disassembled the drains. cleaned out all the pieces. Reassembled. Got to the bottom of the "disposal not
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Stripped the bed down to the naked waterbed. Burped the air out of both sides. Wiped down the surface of the bags. Fluffed the divider. Reassembled the mattress (sheets are in the wash).
Loaded the dishwasher as much as possible and started it (it's not near full, but it was starting to smell funny.)
Remember posts with cleaning updates? Time was, cleaning the house was a priority for me. I committed to myself to spend a continuous 15 minutes cleaning for every 2 hours I was home and conscious
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My house is a mess. People who have been here in the last year know this.
But I am recently making some strides towards fixing this: I've thrown out 4 33gal bags of trash in the last 2 days. I'd do more, but the can is full. Trash day is tomorrow.