Post 6 - 3.14.25

The smell of Clorox is amazing once you realize how nice it is to have a clean house.

There’s that one outlet that still needs to be repaired, and it bothers the high hells out of me—but hey, I used to worry about not having flooring or paint on the walls. Don’t even get me started on the smell. Oh god. The smell.

I thought we’d never get the house clean, and when you think like that—you don’t even worry about outlets with no covers.

I got sunburnt today, and it stripes my back and belly like a funny little tiger. I complain about the heat now, yet for weeks had begged for sun.

There’s something about wiping your shoes off at the front door that just make sense now, in a way that someone who can appreciate Clorox would understand.