My father-in-law bought a new one, and shipped us his old one, except the table was too small, so we had to buy a cabinet, which meant we had to redo all the wiring, which meant a lot of dusting and vacuuming and cursing and sneezing.
I took the cushions off the sofa and vacuumed out all the crumbs. And then I vacuumed the cushions. And then I put the throw pillows in the wash!
It's very pretty now. And very clean.
But now I want the rest of the house to be as clean-and-organized.
Booooooo.
On the upside, I sent my latest round of revisions back to My Lovely Editor and I will get back to work on yonder retrofuturistic NeoVictorian silliness. So Keffy and Sän don't come after me with lead pipes... *G*
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lisamantchev- Lisa Mantchev
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Sounds like you have a "multi-media" room now! A clean one though. *G*
Oh, when you shave the dogs and the kid, are you gonna dress them funny too?
Soon I was on my hands and knees, washing the strip of floor between the desk and the wall.
And in my case, because it was a corner desk that I couldn't easily move.
"Lisaaaaa...Lisaaaaaa...clean us...."
Because none of us have anything better to do than channel the shades of elderly female relatives and attack corners with a paper-towel wrapped knife and a toothbrush.
Word. *once scraped most of the peeling paint off our (rental) bedroom walls with a *koff* palette knife.