Man, this house is dirty. Apparently, it is up to me to clean things up and I've got a lot to do. So many random objects strewn about. I need to get organized so I can create more space, not just for my current stuff, but anything new I may acquire as well. I can't believe the mess...how could there possibly be Cheerios on the floor in every room? Who could have done this? It is not going to be good once I find out who sprinkled them throughout the house. Man, this house must have a lot of tomtes...who else could have such a wanton disregard for putting things away? Here, I am hard at work:
Other than cleaning, I have been busy fearlessly climbing stairs, opening and closing doors and drawers (re-opening and re-closing and re-opening and re-closing...). I move like a rabbit and stand up for a couple of seconds all by myself.
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Spencer when you are finished please come over to your Great Aunt Karla's. She has more than Cheerios to clean up.
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