I got up the nerve to clean Maura’s room and now I hate everything

my job is to do the impossible and make as much of her dolls and ponies and backpacks and clothes fit into her room

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Me and my vacuum

Once upon a time, when I had a herd of small children, my mom visited my house.  Upon seeing my vacuum standing alert in a corner, she asked “So where do you put your vacuum away?” I looked at her oddly.  “Away?” “Yes, when you’re not using it, where does it go?” “Um, no where. …

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