This weekend was a blur. I literally slept, woke up to eat, and went back to sleep. I was kind of like those fire axes or hoses where they tell you to "break the glass in case of emergency", but the emergency was to stuff my face.
Needless to say, no decluttering was done. Even, the old man and the girl are starting to comment about when I'm going to put the stuff away...
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Maybe the old man and the girl don't understand the methods of an artiste...
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