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House chores, HGTV, and giving up

Shawshank, September 11, 2022

It’s been a busy morning so far here at The Flat! Laundry has been started, and is currently waiting to be put into the dryer. I spent a few moments while Pippin was sleeping in the living room, to move some furniture around in the bedroom. Now the door can close – which will be good to quarantine a cat for a day or two.

Then, I moved some stuff around on the media center. I was tired of squirting Pippin every night. So I opened it up a little, so the tiny monster can just go back there.

And in solidarity with Crystal, I put on some free HGTV Canada shows. Good times!

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