Done! (At least until I start working on the next paper.)
When I emerged from the court documents that have me teetering on dropping into a coma I discovered my condo is an absolute disaster. Not sure how this happened but there is an empty pizza boxe on the kitchen counter, 47 half filled water glasses a la Signs, 14 empty wine glasses, coffee grounds coating every empty space in the kitchen, bills all over the floor near the front door (I blame the cat for knocking them off the counter) and a continuous trail of clothing from the bedroom to the front door and back again.
One full load of laundry is in the wash, the dishwasher will start after I'm done with this post, and I will chase the cat with the vacuum sometime before heading to bed.
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