I cleaned my bathroom, dusted the whole house, swept and mopped the kitchen floors and the front entry way and all the bathrooms,did 4 loads of laundry, hauled 4 wheelbarrows full of mulch from across the way and worked in the flower beds outfront, painted all the spots on the walls that the kids and the movers had made messes on...knicks and such...hand prints...hung a bunch of pictures...and it is only 1pm. Molly wants to go out for a bit. Steven is refusing to clean his room, so there is no phone to call his girlfriend and I have taken the cord that plugs the tv in off the tv and hidden it in my room. I have the phone up here too. I will be locking my door when I leave. I think we will go to my sister in laws and visit with them..and then go to sams.
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