I can’t stop moving. I’m bustling around the house cleaning, organizing… I’ve done two loads of laundry, cleaned the kitchen and I’m thinking about starting the bedroom. I’d do the living room, but G is in there watching a movie. One of the ones not stored in the living room. He worked really hard setting the system back up again. I had to repair a couple of the plugs. They weren’t very gentle about how they ripped things apart. I’m glad everything still works and that we are blessed enough to have them remain in our possession.

I’ve been compiling a rather lengthy list of things I must do tomorrow as a result of this. Not exactly what I had in mind for my Tuesday.

Ahhh… washer’s done. Must cleanse. Must scrub. Must reclaim.

From: [identity profile] miladycarol.livejournal.com


More like Lady MacBeth running about the house like a crazy woman trying to remove the stain of violation. I dealt with everything really sanely until after the police left and I was supposed to relax and go to sleep. I couldn't stay still. Drove G a little mad with my rushing and scrubbing. *weak smile*
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