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babysteps, babysteps
Mar. 25th, 2006 05:06 pmThe kitchen table is in the kitchen again.
The floor wasn't dry, though, so I had to mop out my grimy footprints afterwards.
So, rather than bring the chairs in, I went to work on the study.
Two copier paper boxes of Christy's books, downstairs in the front hall disaster area.
Two grocery bags of her back issues of celebrity gossip magazines, out with the recycling.
One plastic grocery bag of trash, in the dumpster.
Also, I found the ear thermometer, which has been missing for some months.
It still looks like hell in here, but I did something. Yay!
The floor wasn't dry, though, so I had to mop out my grimy footprints afterwards.
So, rather than bring the chairs in, I went to work on the study.
Two copier paper boxes of Christy's books, downstairs in the front hall disaster area.
Two grocery bags of her back issues of celebrity gossip magazines, out with the recycling.
One plastic grocery bag of trash, in the dumpster.
Also, I found the ear thermometer, which has been missing for some months.
It still looks like hell in here, but I did something. Yay!
