I’m sitting here waiting for our 17th anniversary table and chair set to arrive. (It’s taken almost 18 years to get it, but that’s beside the point.) I’ve spring cleaned as much as I can and I’m done. Done, done, done. After the dusting, and the sweeping, and the swiping of things that need to be swiped, the dust is settled, the dog hair has wafted back down, and things are still messy. Life doesn’t stop it clean. Life laughs at clean! And so does Millie.
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