It's done. It's clean. When the borrowed dining room table arrives, it'll be furnished. When the tree gets around to blooming and shedding, it'll be landscaped. But the hard bad stuff and the cleaning is DONE.
Cept now I have to clean every day. And scoop litter every day. And make my bed every day. And never leave a glass in the sink. Ever.
I was
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