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So I took today off to clean house and take care of some other errands related to most excellent plans for the long weekend. Now I’m eating some lunch before I go attack the living room.
I discovered a little while ago that a bottle of bleach leaked on the carpet. Why I had a bottle of bleach sitting on the carpet at all, I don’t even know. It’s just a small spot that could be covered up easily by–I don’t know, a shoe or something, fortunately, but there is a very bright bald spot on the floor.
But the kitchen and bathroom are clean. The living room just needs a dust-straighten-and-vacuum. The bedroom looks like a bomb went off in it, but most of the debris is stuff that can be shoved into the closet.
Also, apparently Pringles now makes a Pretz doppelganger. I have a box of the pizza kind. Om nom nom.
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