Saturday, March 26, 2011


Everywhere I go there is dust.  I feel like it's in my teeth there is so much of it.  The carpet gets vacuumed and as soon as someone walks into the kitchen and back you can't tell it's been vacuumed.  Doesn't matter how much the floors are swept, the dust just keeps coming.  I think I'm going to take a cleaning sabbatical until the tear out is done. Some of you will visit me in Vinita, right?

I give!

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