who knew steam mopping the floor could be so exhilarating? part of me thinks it disinfects my soul more than it does the floors. from last week’s emo post til now, ive taken the first step every therapist wants their client to aim for – acknowledging i have been in a funk. now i just need to snap out of it!
last night, dozer stared at me looking mighty bewildered. if i could guess, he’s thinking im crazy for running around the house like a mad woman, cleaning my ass off. vacuum, steam mop, laundry, dishes, bed linens… oh my, what a glorious night!
later on, dozer was doing what he does best – dozing off – and looked too cute to ignore. i tried practicing manual focus. failed on that last one…then i got distracted by my flowers on the coffee table.
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