I couldn't help it when I thought of cleaning up a mess that I would think of a toilet. Not just any toilet, but the most expensive one I could think of.
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Toilets have little to do with the mess in my apartment, save that I'd like to install a new one that will match the decor of my bathroom. When I decided to run a vacuum over my carpet, I can see how worn out the carpet is, and how much I will need to do to get ready to replace it. And even that is the least of today's concerns. I have to start making headway in cleaning out the mess here, so that I can finally get a cleaning lady to come in on a regular basis and keep the place looking "presentable".
Right now, I've taken a break from cleaning up to prepare for RQS's arrival for a long weekend to write this entry. It's therapeutic for me. But I will soon renew my rush to get some of the mess out of the way, so that RQS will feel comfortable.
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Unfortunately, our country is a big mess. Those who would overturn democracy are preparing to be in charge, and I'm afraid of what will happen if they get what they want. The playbook has been written, and there's little I can do other than to sound an alarm. But I'm not going to think about over the next few days. RQS is coming over, and we're going refrigerator shopping for her apartment.
